Let me start by saying, parent getaways are amazing and you should all do it. Don't get me wrong, I love, adore and totally miss my kids. But people, talk about relaxation at its finest. We had only decided a few weeks ago that we should take a few nights off to ourselves before moving into the trailer. A few adult nights without yelling at children, attempting to make them eat their dinner, which by the way consists of everything they like, yet today they don't. We needed a few day to unwind before we live in a 300sqft trailer with 3 little boys, 2 dogs and each other. I checked out Airbnb and wa-lah, found a casita in Palm Springs, booked it and we are beyond relaxed. This quaint little casita is perfect. It has a pool outside and the owners are at work all day. I thought it would be strange lounging in someone else backyard, but it was so private and so peaceful, it couldn't have been better. We snacked, laid by the pool, drank a little, ran some last minute errands and enjoyed having conversations without being interrupted 100x. We will cherish these moments. Not kidding, lol.
So, now we head home and load up the trailer with the final items. We will be heading to Lake Skinner to camp until Tuesday, when we head to Mammoth, our first real stop. We have a few loads of laundry to do, which I greatly thank my parents for being so accommodating and letting us use their washer and dryer every day. I sure will miss that. I'll also miss long hot showers. I think those are the two things I am aware of that will change the most. Convenient laundry and long hot showers. Believe me, I've been saving up my quarters for this trip, although I'm sure they won't last long. Ready to feel like I'm back in college.
Last night at dinner, I asked Travis what he was most nervous about. He said, "Feeling like its a vacation all of the time and getting lazy." I agree. When we camp, we let things get dirty, we don't worry about laundry or a routine or eating all that well. We bum it and enjoy it because we know in a few days we will be heading back to the chaos of life. This time, we are not heading back, and I don't think the reality of that has set in yet. I think we both feel like we are going back, yet we don't have a home to go back to. We are in our home. This is it.
The adventure we have talked about and planned for over a year is happening. I remember after we had talked about it for several weeks between the two of us, before we told our families, Travis said, "If we say it out loud, start telling people, we have to do it. There is no turning back." I remember telling my mom. She shook her head and smiled and said, "Well honey, that sounds like a good idea." Her complete "mom attempt" to be supportive and realistic all at the same time. I tried to tell her it wasn't an idea. This is what we were doing. Well we did it. Today. We move into our trailer today. Although we are in town until Tuesday, camping locally, today is the first of so many days. We are nervous and excited. Are we ready? I sure hope so. I'm not sure this is something you can ever be ready for.