I asked Alexa to play this song for me today as I ramble on to my readers about my thoughts on leaving the comfort and security of my family, friends and the home that has been a thorn in my side financially for so long. I am in a bit of a struggle right now. One part of me knows how blessed and fortunate I am to have a place to call home, as many do not at this point in time. Floods, hurricanes, tornadoes and possibly financial woes have left many people without a proper place to hang their hat. However, I will be joining those in the financial woe department if I do not go off to work. The house has not sold as quickly as we planned which leaves me packing a suitcase and tossing some miles on my new-to-me car.
I am suffering silently for the most part, but I am extremely bright about the prospects of earning some additional cash. As each direction pulls me, one toward home and the other toward temporary financial prosperity I am being battered about much like that singer’s nightmare in the song. I find myself wondering, “Is our dream over or has it just begun?” I believe that slumber is to blame and is the root of our financial crisis. We worked and slept hard during the week, then on our day off, it was Cinco De Mayo down at the local electronic and hobby stores. We wondered shelf to shelf in a trance as our mission to accumulate grew as we acquired more and more of the latest and greatest. In fact, we bought so many wired wonders, I am blaming the downfall of Circuit City on us getting off the road finally.
Now I am to return and I have no desire to pack, but pack I must. Gathering up and washing every garment in the house and placing it in its proper home, so that when I drag out the suitcase, it will at least be easy to find stuff. The downsizing has helped as I am planning on packing light. I took an entire SUV load last time I left. I didn’t use half of it. This time I am only taking clothes (and not many of those), shoes, sundries, and my computer. I have some external hard drives that will also go, along with my photography gear as I have a wedding to attend on the way. What will my advice be to the lucky groom and the beautiful blushing bride? Save, don’t spend and experience, don’t accumulate. If I could go back I would probably do it the same way again, for its personal lessons that teach the best, so you have to screw up in order to do it right next time.
My next post will probably be from the Lonestar (Lonely) State but I will enjoy the company of friends made the last go around, and experience everything I can before returning home to those I left behind.