Coming home was a little easier than I thought it would be. I didn’t know what to expect after being away, but needed to come home for work. I wish I could have stayed on the coast for longer, but must admit I was pretty excited to sleep in my own bed and have room to spread out again without having to share basically the whole bed with Baron. Waking up with the sun in my eyes is one of my favourite things, but doing it without having someones paws in my face is a little bit better. Even though it is super cute having him snuggled up right next to me. I’m happy to be able to roll over again.
As I walked back into my home it was a nice feeling. Everything was exactly as I left it. Almost as if time stood still while I went off and wandered. A great feeling since being away while owning and running a business can have its challenges not knowing what is going on in your community and feeling disconnected. I was concerned I might be out of the loop a bit, but at this point I didn’t mind. Heck I was just off exploring with Baron and honestly it just is what it is.
After being on the road it was interested to see how Baron would react to being back home himself. Would he be excited? Or would he actually miss the van? Originally when we took off I didn’t know how his anxiety with everything being new everyday would be and was convinced he’d rather do his old dog duties of sitting on the coach watching the world outside making sure everything was okay. I was actually surprised that he didn’t really seem to care he was back home at all. It was sort of like he never left, but with a bit of disappointment because it meant he wouldn’t be running on the beach. I can’t get over how much he LOVED days on the beach. I at least thought there would be a few little jumps and leaps of, “yeah we’re home!”, but none of that. Just the typical, “okay what’s next mom”, look.
For myself the one thing that was completely weird and took a bit of getting used to was hopping back into my car. I have a small VW golf as my day to day vehicle and suddenly it felt really small after being in my small van for so long. I was pretty excited to have a standard back though. Not a fan of automatics when you’re navigating twisting and turning roads. Sometimes you just want to change gears, and no that isn’t a metaphor. I also started to realize that when I shut off the car I expected to hear the fan of the fridge still running like in the van. I sort of missed that sound.
Right now I’m officially back into my day to day routine and caught up on some sleep. I don’t think I have quite learned how to have a good nights sleep while traveling yet. There is always some noise, or something that startles Baron, where at home it is just zzzz’s. Breakfast now takes only 5 minutes instead of a solid 45 minutes and when I get out of bed I just walk away. No need to change it so I can cook food or have a seat on the edge of the van to eat. As easy as it is for the day to day I am missing it in the van. Knowing the next stop isn’t going to be filled with ocean waves or we’ll find ourself walking around another small coastal town. I didn’t mind food taking forever to make or needing to spend 30 minutes to pack up the van yet again just to drive down the road. You get pretty used to the routine.
It’s interesting how easily we just naturally adapt to our situations. Whether you’re in your home and doing your thing, or traveling in a van. At the time it is your life and you love what you have. One of the greatest unexpected lessons has come in my businesses and home life since I’ve been back. In the past I’d find myself procrastinating my day away. I just had no real rush to get my work done since I could just finish it the next day. Most of my procrastinating I could blame on Baron looking at me cute, looking outside seeing the sun shining or that we had a fresh dump of snow and we’d take of hiking for the day. Ooops. Nothing wrong with that, but it happened basically everyday.
However, I now feel more focused. Maybe because I finally got to spend a good amount of time traveling, but I find I just want to get things done because it means we get to take back off on the road faster, or that next time we can stay out a little longer before we have to come back. I’ve always had this idea, but never really had the drive to really make it happen, however now that drive is definitely there. As much as I love my hikes here in the river valley it is nice when it is the beach one day, the redwoods the next or the mountains in Jasper and is never the same.
By the time I am posting this I am likely already back on the road picking up where we left off and excited to get Baron back to the beach. You’ve seen the photos of how happy he is. Here I always thought he loved the snow just as much, but that it definitely not the case at all. He is 100% a water dog and beach bum. I could get used to it too. It will be back to 45 minute breakfast and 30 minutes pack ups to head down the road to exploring once again.
See you out on the road.