In the few weeks we've been on the road, I've adjusted easily to the smaller living space. Having access to all the outside space makes it manageable. Finding things I packed - or thought I packed - is not as easy. (Still can't believe I left my can of matcha green tea at home!) Adjusting to life without make-up (most days) is something I've transitioned to over the last 8 months of underemployment. Family and friends who know me well know that I generally wear make-up more than I don't. For me, that's just a part of who I am. It's what happens when you grow up with the myriad Cover Girl, Revlon and Maybelline ads of Cosmopolitan magazine.
What has been tough to adjust to is riding in the RV and not being afraid of this boxy thing going over the edge of cliff-hugging, curvy roads either by force of wind or Dennis' looking at all the scenic views rather than the road. I should not be so fearful of the latter; he is really a very good driver. And safe. He's never had an accident while I've been in a vehicle with him, although there may have been a few close calls. To be quite honest, I'm the one who's had the larger share of car accidents over the years. Still, I dread when we have to take the next leg of our journey. Seriously, I've been thinking about driving the SmartCar for the next 2-hour journey to Colorado rather than endure the trip in HaRVee (our pet name for the RV.) I must focus on overcoming this irrational fear of traveling in HaRVee as conscientiously as I work on my fear of heights while hiking some of these astounding park trails. As I review this post, I sound like quite a scared-y cat. Don't worry; I'll adjust.
(posted originally on September 28, 2017 on our Wordpress site)
