The wind blows hard here at times. We are not “The Windy City” but we could be a close second.

Today, the temperature outside is 55 degrees with high winds, which makes it feel like sweatshirt weather inside. Stew sounds good for dinner on a day like today. But, I guess chicken spinach tomato pasta will suffice.

I am sitting in our bedroom listening to the rustling of the leaves in our neighbors yard. The birds are chirping and, of course, the magpies are screeching.

I hear the clanging of the pans in the kitchen as my husband washes, dries, and puts away the dishes. He hardly ever sits still. He puts me to shame. Neither of us is lazy, but I do like to blog, write, paint, or anything to avoid doing the unfun stuff like cleaning or organizing. I don’t mind it, but I would rather be doing the fun stuff. So, here I am… blogging and daydreaming about traveling…..

I think that is part of what is so appealing to me about wandering around the country with no home or lawn or the myriad of other responsibilities that go along with having a home. I want to be free to travel and not feel tied down to anything.

My husband is the responsible one who thinks it is important to have the house as an investment for me after he dies. Well, what if I die first? Or what if we look back a few years from now with regret that we didn’t go experience life when we had the chance, when we were healthier.

In every way, I am more of a risk taker, investments, etc. He is very steady and likes to play it safe.

My paternal grandfather was a wanderer, his entire life. My dad moved a lot as a child. He did not like it. There is something to be said for being settled and having roots, but when the kids are grown and have families of their own, as our children do…. I think there is room to feed this wanderlust. I know there are beautiful places I have not seen yet!

So, enough daydreaming. Time to work on creating and organizing my new painting/sewing/craftroom.

Maybe I could cuddle up under a blanket and take a nap first. This wind is giving me a headache.

What a dilemma!  Sigh….

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  1. Every day that goes by could either be you sitting at home, dreaming about wandering; or out on the road, wandering 😎
    Perhaps a good starting point would be to establish an itinerary and a timetable. Maybe your husband would be more on board if he knew he’d be home in three weeks or a month. Do research and pick some places that look interesting, as well as places you’ve always wanted to see. Maybe there are friends or relatives along the way you could visit/sleep over with; or if you just wanted to be alone, do hotels or Airbnbs. There’s also an outfit called Elderhostel (now “Road Scholar”) that provides inexpensive lodging like Youth Hostels: https://www.silverandsmart.com/what-is-an-elderhostel/
    I’ve been on many road trips. I’ve never regretted one. The places you see, the people you meet, the memories you make are priceless.
    “If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.” ~ Thoreau

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