Over the past couple of months we packed up our home sorting through each item to determine what to keep or put into storage as we move in to 35 foot RV. We are not sure how long we will be in the RV as we search for our new home.
It has been exhausting. So, many decisions and choices. Finally the moving trucks arrived yesterday morning I was looking forward to being done, yet dreading ... well, you know moving. By last night we had two places that were not set up to inhabit. We had to pick one or grab a hotel.
Deciding to forgo a late night hotel stay, last night we spent the first night in the RV, the only thing that felt familiar is my Memory Foam mattress we shoved. pulled and pushed into small bedroom of the RV. As we tried to settle in while moving boxes from one spot to another, I admit, I had an anxiety attack and I cried a little. I mean just a little.
After a sleepless night of tossing and turning, worrying and being convinced that I had wrecked my life. I work up this morning still feeling anxious and upset the buzz of anxiety ringing in my ears. I was convinced that I was not going to be able to feel comfortable for a long period of time in the RV. The storage situation was feeling over whelming and boxes sitting on every surface in the new RV, were just a few of the anxious thought I had. I was not feeling happy with the decision to "camp" for a while to take pressure off of our house shopping experience.
After feeling sorry for myself for a bit I decided to try to solve one perceived problem at a time. I sent a few more boxes over to storage, bought a smaller coffee pot, and gave myself permission to be a bit uncomfortable while I adapt. I figured out how to setup the hotspot on my phone so that I can use my computer while we wait another week for a high speed connection.
By dinner time I got over my fear of lighting the stove burners and was able to make a nice dinner. I will pick up an outside barbecue tomorrow and I found myself mentally decorating our lot space. I still haven't figured out how to organize the small food pantry and I have spices poked in strage quarters. There is still much to be done.
Tonight, I am feeling up to the task, and a little bit like I am having an adventure!
I think I will survive.
