The quintessential love song, so much meaning, exquisite melody and rich vocals. David Gates was once cited as saying it was the best song he had ever written. To me “If” and Bread in an esoteric kind of way was the very soul of the 70’s. Underneath it all, it was an era of love and beauty.Continue reading “Song Lyric Sunday Picture/photograph”→
THOSE days, when you drive the 50 miles into town to have the car serviced. You have a coupon for oil change, tire rotation, and front-end alignment. Of course there’s an up-charge for the high mileage oil you use, OK, expected that.
THEN you remember that you need to get a new battery before the one you have leaves you stranded somewhere inconvenient. That’s cool but suddenly your $90 service turns into $230. Still, I can live with that. Continue reading “Those Days”→
Perhaps more than any other, the word that defines my life is “wanderlust.” A deeply passionate need to wander about, to be where I am not. It’s something I inherited from my father. Seems that after 6 months in any one place, no matter how beautiful, how idyllic, I get restless, I get bad cases of wanderlust. It’s not that pleasant little “Ooooh, I love to travel” even the “man I need a vacation” feeling. It’s a hunger that is hard to keep satisfied. It can be deeply disturbing if you have a family to raise, job to work at. Although I wander extensively now, I also try to find the everyday adventure in an ordinary life. That by far is the biggest adventure of them all.
My personal tag line:
“I have my gypsy soul to blame my heart was made to dance and sing my feet were born to wander” ~JPP
In the first two months after our decision to become full-time RVers, I quit my job cutting our income effectively in half. I went through everything in that house and garage saled, e-bayed, sold, gave to kids, donated to charity, and just plain threw out most of what I had accumulated over all my years of grown-up life and child rearing. A few family heirlooms and things I just wasn’t ready to part with yet were stored in my father-in-law’s attic. Last year when he passed away, family members offered to store those items for me, but it was time to let them go. A small box of old treasures came home with me but for the most part, they once again went to kids, friends, and a big garbage can.Continue reading “Simplicity – Part 2 — simplicity without deprevation or all I have is all I need”→
The simpler we make our lives, the more abundant they become. Sounds like an oxymoron doesn’t it? It’s one of those sayings you hear but don’t really comprehend until you start to live it. Superhubs and I have become “noodle folk” we are simple people, eat simple, live simple and our lives are so much more abundant that I ever dreamed possible.
In our former life, we lived in a 2000 square foot stick house, both held full-time jobs, were empty nesters. Sounds nice doesn’t it? Underneath it though, I was drowning in stuff and clutter. Not just clutter around the house (although there was plenty of that to go around) but clutter of the heart, mind and yes soul. Simplifying down to a minimalist life can be daunting, if not downright terrifying, but for me it was oh so worth it.Continue reading “Simplicity — all you need is all you have.”→