Great Expectations

Great expectations are easy to come by and hard to live with. No matter how many people tell you how much you DO NOT need when traveling on the road, it takes your own experiences to come to this realization. You don’t even have to be behind the wheel of an RV to take advantage of living with less or living more.

Daily life on the road evolves as you add miles to your timeline. Before leaving on our first road trip adventure, I planned and packed. I reorganized and repacked. I reevaluated and planned some more. The truth is, it takes a little while to figure it all out. To say it’s an adjustment period is just a little bit of an understatement. The first few weeks of that first trip were… chaotic. And irritating. Eventually, everyone figured out their own space and how to live up close to everyone else’s quirky habits. And then the magic happened. Freedom set in. We all realized that we were on the same journey and that going together as a team, is a whole lot of fun.

Three of my four roadschoolers at our usual stopover in Ocala FL

Big Ideas

I had BIG ideas when we first set out on the road. My scrapbooking supplies live front and center where I could easily get to them. I had 2 empty containers: one for collecting receipts, ticket stubs & other memorabilia and the other for pages in the process. The only thing different today in that drawer is the that both previously empty containers are now full of all kinds of maps, tickets, pictures and all kinds of collectibles. And, great expectations are stored away. I have too much fun spending every minute with my family and seeing what lies ahead on today’s highway to break off and devote hours to scrapbooking. Instead, I journal what I can, have the kiddos write journal entries on places we stop and keep them organized for downtime when the weather keeps us inside and I can scrap “later.” I do keep my pictures organized and backed up. Printing 4′ x 6″ prints in batches every few months and filing them in file boxes helps me keep up on our travel memories.

Yellowstone National Park

First look at the Golden Gate Bridge

Coronado Springs Beach in southern California – nothing like it!

Memories stored in the heart

Oh, yes, I thought I’d have all kinds of time at night to myself when everyone was sleeping. Frequently, that time has been replaced by a nightly game of 6-player Aggravation. My youngest roadschooler is the current reigning champ and we don’t skip many game nights. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. Along with many other “best intentions,”  I  let go of the notion that I can produce elaborate scrapbooks of our travel experiences at this stage of the game. My oldest son reminds me that we keep memories in our heart where they can never be erased, stolen, or left behind. So, for now, we’ll keep the Aggravation board handy and the great expectations on the shelf.


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