If you’ve been following me on instagram, you’ll know that we’re two weeks into our six-week sabbatical. We’ve had spotty internet for much of it and I’m not going to complain. The break has been lovely.
Here’s a picture I snapped of our camper one night as the kids were getting ready for bed. The good news is that campers are really small and quick to clean. The bad news is that it takes about 10 seconds to trash it. So this isn’t a perfect picture, and I certainly wasn’t going to turn around and post the other half, but I’m thankful for the imperfectness of it all. I wouldn’t have it any other way. Except maybe sometimes I wish the kids would voluntarily pick up their clothes.
(If you’re interested, we have a 28 foot camper. It has a bunkhouse in the back with 4 bunks. We took one of them out to make space for our clothes and I also made curtains for each bunk so the kids can pull them shut each night and have some privacy. That alone has saved our lives. We also have a full bathroom and kitchen. The bed Peter and I sleep on is a pop-out and we like the great breeze we get every night. I made some cosmetic changes, because I abhor camper decor and I figured if we were living in it all summer we should at least like being in it.)
We spent the first week of our trip sleeping in guest rooms. First, a few days in Kentucky with our close friends on my favorite road. We lit sparklers and perfected the back flip and laughed until the tears ran down our faces.
Then we drove to Kansas, to spend a few days with my Aunt Cheryl. She spoiled us with amazing food and showed us that Kansas doesn’t deserve the bad rap it gets (it was so beautiful!). She took us to a Salt mine– 650 feet underground– and it was the coolest thing ever. We loved the history and were so impressed with the size (over 150 miles of tunnels!). Road salt. Who knew it could be so interesting!?
I have a stack of books to plow through and I’ve made a dent in several. Here’s my pile (I’m 100% sure it will take me a year to get through this pile).
And here’s Peter’s (He’s a little more practical).
So far I’d recommend them all, but I’ll try to go into more detail when I finish. There are so many good books in the world. Kate also has a backpack FULL of books that she has been lugging around everywhere, just in case she might need all ten at once. That girl cracks me up… she’s a lot like her mother.
On our way to Aunt Cheryl’s we noticed a particular odor in the camper. We figured it had sat in the hot Kentucky sun for a few days and it just needed a good airing. But as we drove, it got worse. During one stop, after I took the kids to the bathroom, I saw the camper door was open and Peter was throwing things out. When I got closer, the stench made me gag. Apparently, one day he had checked the freezer to make sure it was working and a few things had slipped out when he opened the door. He thought he had picked it all up, but had inadvertently left a package of raw hamburger that had slipped under the couch. And there it sat for the next 3 days, baking, until we found it. You cannot even imagine the stench. I guiltily left it in the rest stop trash can… so if you stop by a Kansas rest stop and notice a particular smell, please accept my deep apologies.
I’m so glad you’re following along. We’ve appreciated all your comments and notes along the way.
Until next time….