My first 24 hours as a nomad have been perfunctory and silly and amazing. When I drove away from the closing, I did not feel anything different: not happy, not sad, not excited, not determined. I was just ready for some Thai food. As I analyzed it, I guessed that the journey had been so long and painful that the climax wasn’t as important as the journey itself.
I ordered and picked up some Thai food.
When I got to my first doggie’s house, which was just a weekend stay at a friend’s house, I immediately found my Achilles heel. I hadn’t come over first to get all the instructions, but just relied on verbal and written instructions. I immediately realized that decision had been a mistake as I couldn’t access the internet or turn on the TV (remotes were all too complicated). When I texted the owner the password she had provided for me, she saw that she had written it one period wrong. So I finally got onto the internet. [I mean…I couldn’t live my first adventurous weekend without the internet!!]
During my first night, I had exactly one foot to sleep on in the bed, as Roxie slept horizontally on the rest of the bed–which I was fine with! The next day, I visited my upcoming #3 gig doggie’s house and learned her nuances and quirks (I think we will get along just fine!). I had lots of errands to run, tying up many loose ends and I found myself one block from my former home before I realized what I had done–mindlessly driving back ‘home’. At exactly 24 hours after I left my home for the last time yesterday, I got an overwhelming feeling of exhaustion: I literally felt like I was melting into the car seat. When I got ‘home’ I slept for two solid hours on the couch. It seemed like something inside my body or psyche had to reset. I awoke refreshed and ready to roll.
I figured out how to get onto Netflix with the Wii system (STANDING OVATION PLEASE!) and watched Grace and Frankie while catching up with news on the internet. [I never did get to watch any television for the weekend.] When I set my sandwich down to go back into the kitchen for something, Roxie helped herself to the top half. First dog-sitting lesson learned. HA.
And now I’m outside watching the most fascinating sunset and awesome lightening storm. And then this spectacular double rainbow appeared with some lightening bolts meandering through it. I’m going to take all of this as a sign that there will be some tumultuous times, but that I’ve made the right decisions and this nomadic life will bring me the adventures and the challenges that I hope for. Time will reveal that to us all.