I wrote about how this is the real beginning but didn’t explicitly congratulate myself and my family.
It does feel like we’re barely warming up. We’re just starting to sort out this whole house-sitting thing. I still worry every time I have to pack the van that this time it won’t all fit. I still see 2 weeks as not enough time to settle in and get something done, so I slack off.
I wanna get good at this, and I feel like we’ve barely begun.
Six whole months as nomads. That’s quite an accomplishment, I know. But, only 6 months? Second grade takes 9.
I want to get better at this; I want to be really really good at it.
That’s gonna take years. That’s okay. I’ve got ’em.