Good morning to you! It is my morning anyway and kids are watching sunday morning cartoons.Where ever in your day you’re at, I hope it’s good. Our location is Asheville, NC today. Tomorrow I’m receiving a package in the mail. And I CAN’T wait. It’s a ozone generator and we NEED it because these bugs are gonna die!
The fleas didn’t all die while we were up in higher elevation and then while we were at a playground, I found a bed bug crawling across my jacket that I was wearing! WHAAT?! I’ve been keeping my eyes on everything for bugs cleaning and checking periodically. I don’t understand how they have become so sneaky! I immediately trashed the jacket and some toy containers that seem compromised. I’m not playing. The immediate plan was to head back to Montana and gut gut GUT! It’s what we did last time we found bed bugs but that time it was an overwhelming infestation. But this time, Crikett and I would really go ham on the rebuild. I would make a couple stops along the way to visit but I was in tears just thinking of abandoning our trip east again. I feel like there’s something here that is like an achievement or I don’t know, something is here that I’m meant to see or do or find. This feeling has been really started because of all the obstacles we face getting and staying over here on the east coast.
So, when Crikett mentionedd the Ozonator I started checking into purchasing one and when it became clear that stores just don’t carry them (prove me wrong please!) I started checking into where I could send it to off an online purchase,
And more importantly, how I would pay for it. Do I have the funds for a $70 device. Yes. Especially if it’s something so NEEDED. Fun time: My card has been compromised for a purchase on amazon, so I had that canceled, and sent back to Montana. Amazon doesn’t do paypal? But they do a pay in person option via Western Union. So, that’s the option I ended up going with. And I had it sent to the lovely Momma we met in the Walmart parking lot. that’s a story I haven’t told. I sincerely thought it’s been recent since I posted but so much happens. The bug debacle kinda threw me off track but at least my daily checklist took a minimal hit.
So I pulled into the walmart parking lot, in Asheville. Plenty people are commenting on youtube videos saying they’ve seeen us at Walmart that I’m beginning to feel that we needd to find other spots to hang out and try to collect donations. It’s not that I like shopping at this store, but that hastle free overnighting is such a bonus. Anyway! These three beautiful humans walkedd up with a stroller and a baby arrier on the mommas back. The couple had come back to the momma’s hometown of asheville from west coast and traveler life for the kiddos and really appreciated the bus especially becausee they wanted to get back to traveling with their littles in bus life. They were super cute and amazingly kind giving us a big bottle of the best amish chocolate milk and some snacks. I told her she HAD to find Matilda on facebook so we could connect. I’m so grateful she did!
We’d already started the treck west into Tennesse having kind of a plan for a quick stop in Kentucky on the Navi to visit Turtle and his family. While in Morristown, TN, trying to huntdown that generator, Momma contacted me. I ordered online an then was advised by this lovely couple to go to Panther Creek State Park. It was a sunny day so we went there figuring it was a good a spot as any to get some sun and fresh air.
On our ride there, we were spotted by a momma who is very straight forward and inviting into her world. Galixy wasn’t feeling too good that day and I was caught up in my own world, so I was a little lost trying to be present to the point of feeling like I was rude to her. I did manage to make contact with her electronically. I hope I’ll get to reconnect with her after we manage these bugs.
I am beyond grateful for our home and the way it brings out all our co-weirdos. I’m super grateful that most people smile about it and that people feel the permission to make contact with me, a stranger to them. My aunt says that in life things that are right for me, should come of their own accord. I always had a har time with the patience of trying to bring forth people.
Since it’s before noon, I really need to move on to the kids activities. It’s barely after 11 but these morning cartoons are thankfully coming to an end and letters and reading are still on the order of the day. I guess I could take a break and come back here. I bet there’s a bunch I’ve missed……
Two for the price of one! I never edited this a few days ago. We got our ozonator and killed some bugs. I think I do have to do it again today and then again in a couple more days. We’ve been hanging out with Aurora and her babies. They are amazing humans! I’m so happy they got their shortbus yesterday and will be hitting the road in a few weeks! I really hope for all the best and many crossing paths.
Asheville is beautiful and SO GREEN, very artsy and colorful, and the people are super chill. There seem to be a plethora of good overnighting spots in the greenery and along the rivers.
Today is laundry day. I will be hitting up Aurora to go plug in that ozone generator again, and then maybe tomorrow we’ll head towards Kentucky to see a friend, where I can plug in that generator again. I wanna make sure everything crawley is dead and all their offspring corpses alongside their bloodsucking heritage. Death to parasitic bugs. The dogs and kids had baths. Our little DVD player is slowly falling apart.
Yesterday was a day I would’ve rather curled up into a ball and disappeared. I hought the bugs weren’t gonna come back after the second night (unless the generator didnt kill them all) and then ontop of that someone I considered to be a friend and caring decided to harshly walk away from my feelings. She even went so far as to say she’s thankful she didn’t spoil me by indulging my emotions. I mean, what are friends for? surely to treat you like the rest of the world does. I’m not gonna let somebody kick me while I’m feeling poor. I did make a personal facebook post and had some very loving words and check-ins come to me. I’m so grateful for these loving individuals. It almost makes up for the loss of the person I spoke with almost every single day, obviously depending on her moods whether we conversed, though apparently she was treading on eggshells around me according to her. I want to point out that if you choose to tread on eggshells around people, you’re not really being a friend to them. It’s an act of assuming to know better for another person what may or may not hurt them and a cop out. Being a friend, to me, means being yourself around another human and showing compassion to them and their situations. I feel as if parts of her were omitted and the only true thing I know now is that she has no respect for my feelings and the way she had judged my parenting last spring/summer concerning my daughter. She may like to meditate regularly and consider herself alternative, but her disregard is still fully fledged in societal standards and if that’s how she wants to be, I will not be handing the knife that pierced my skin back to her.
I want to leave this on a better note than I feel, so I’ll talk about the cool people I met yesterday, one business entrepreneur who said he’s been a writer for 15 years and one of the worlds leading researchers trying to organize a better future for all. He said he read a couple of my excerpts and appreciates my writing! He gave me some helpful advice on getting my word out further which I’ll delve into soon.
Then, John found me through Facebook and came to help me out. Travelers unite! He’d been in this area for a few months but was just getting prepared to head out towards New Orleans. So timing was pretty great!
I’m gonna quickly sing Crikett’s praise (again) who is so steadfast solid in her heart. She values the humans at facevalue without imposing her worldview on anyone. Even during the biggest fight we’ve had in our adult life, I never felt like she was trying to replace me in her life, which I’ve felt elbowed out of friendships and excluded plenty of times. Yes, my own history and internal workings are responsible for the trigger I have and I don’t hold people responsible for that. Does such a scab ever turn into a scar? I hadn’t been triggered for a while and, yet, it felt like a very fresh wound, scab picked and fingernails digging into the opened flesh. And Crikett gave me a bandaid just by opening her ear. Not to undermine all the love reaching out on my facebook post. I am grateful for the technological tool where people are willing to connect and give a little solice to a hurting person. I try my best to be emotionally available for all my friends when in need, and sometimes the best way of finding out someone is struggling and giving them a little ray of love is electronically, though, way more effective in person.
So thank you all, for reading my warble. Thank you for joining our journey!
I hope you’re grateful.
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