In the scheme of real world problems my being overwhelmed at moving into my new camper van seems trivial, but these feelings are real and should be acknowledged.
Although I have spent a large portion of my adult life traveling, adventuring and exploring, I crave routine and the familiar. Transitions have always been a stress point for me and like so many the pandemic had put me in a bit of a rut. It has been quite a week for us both and even my normally unflappable hubby has been feeling the strain. But here we are in mid life about to challenge ourselves with living a whole new lifestyle and we have so many unknowns.
Can we cope living on top of each other in such a confined space. Will we be safe. Will we be warm enough, temperatures dropped quite significantly in Germany this week. Will we be able to find water, power, groceries, laundry, sanitation and internet, especially as hubby will also be working remotely while we we are on the road.
Tigín our camper is well set up and continental Europe is a playground for camper nomads, so I’m sure it will all be fine. But in the meantime until we get on the road and we find our groove, these stressors will require some deep breathing. We’ve got this…I think!