Destin Wrap Up

Our time in Destin is coming to an end.  It’s only the second place on our journey where I feel I made friends and I’m sad to leave them.  There’s a group of 16-20 people who play tennis a few miles from us and they have been so kind to include me and it’s meant a lot.  I’m already hoping to come back next year and stay even longer…or get here earlier.

Out to dinner with some of my awesome tennis friends!

I feel like I’ve grown as a person during our time in Destin.  I know, it has only been a month, but you can fit a lot of living in a month!  I’ve made it through the worst of the vertigo scare – although I still need to get checked out by an ENT as my right ear hurts and I’m still experiencing some dizziness.

I’ve done a TON of work on my new blog and reached out to quite a few people in the RVing arena to get that started.  I had a ball in Tampa at the RV show.  I’ve taught myself Instagram (with a little help from my kids) and have consciously been striving to be grateful, fearless and intentional.  I’ve tried several new churches and have gotten out of my comfort zone several times in reaching out to others, including bringing donuts to my super annoying neighbors! (Maybe one of my three words should have been attitude!) 😊

I think this month I’ve been able to let go of “my” plans and be more open to what God might be saying.  In other words, I’m still working on the “being” but I feel my death grip is at least loosening on doing things “my way” so we will call that progress.

Does it make it worse or better that I bought this mug for MYSELF! 🙂

I’ve been encouraged by my husband, my kids, my sisters and friends back home on days where I felt a little sad or frustrated. I feel like we’ve had a plan for the past two months, but, after Habitat in February, I’m not sure what’s coming next.

My daughter Marta and I want to check out Seattle together before her planned move there in March.  Our oldest son is getting married in April but there are definitely some gaps, so we will see what happens.

For now, I’m just trying to take things one day at a time…

 

Truth in Advertising – Minimum Criteria for Resorts?

It’s funny the things you think about when you are on the road full-time.  Recently I found myself having a discussion with a vendor at the Tampa RV SuperShow.  He was representing an RV resort in South Haven, Michigan and I joked with him that his resort looked very nice but that we had stayed at some “resorts” that didn’t even deserve to be called “campgrounds.”  I even went so far as to suggest that there needed to be some government oversight in this matter.

I wasn’t serious (but maybe I should have been?) because it would be nice if there was a way to tell if something truly was a resort.  For example, the last “resort” we were at in Goodlettsville, TN had this view…

I support the bill that says if you can see or hear a train (or the interstate!) from your RV it’s NOT a resort!

and no amenities to speak of and now we are staying at a place in Destin that doesn’t bother to call itself a resort and it’s the nicest place we’ve ever been.

Anything with direct beach or mountain views qualifies automatically!

I guess this is what Google reviews are for and we do look at those but sometimes you are in the middle of nowhere and there aren’t tons of choices.  This is further complicated by the differences in the things people are looking for as I think a pretty spot with a view is a requirement for a resort experience, but others may want a pool and fishing or miniature golf.  And, it can be argued that some of the prettiest and nicest spots aren’t in resorts at all but in state or national parks.

As sometimes happens in these blogs, I’m not sure there’s a point to this but I feel better having got it off my chest! 😊

When Vertigo Becomes More Than a Hitchcock Movie

I used to think this was pretty!

I woke up yesterday feeling extremely strange.  I’ve never fainted before and have only been dizzy a handful of times associated with the flu but was so dizzy walking was difficult. It kept getting worse and by noon, I must confess, I was kind of panicking.  Whenever I took a step, I felt like I was in a bouncy house.

Brent is in Orlando this week, so I debated about driving myself to an Urgent Care Clinic but was scared I would pass out while driving. Long story short, I talked with a friend in Nashville and she made me promise to Uber.  This was a big concession for me because I can be stubborn and didn’t want to pay for a ride (and, more importantly, admit I needed help) but it was the right thing to do.  I didn’t want to be “that” person who causes a wreck because she’s stupid.

After an agonizing three hour wait, I did get a vertigo diagnosis.  The doctor tried to explain what was going on in my ear, but I didn’t hear anything past “No, there really isn’t a cure.  It just usually goes away on its own at some point.  Of course, it can reoccur at any time….”

Now, I know it’s not the world’s worst diagnosis, but it is sobering to wake up one day and everything is different.  I can’t exercise or play tennis or do anything that involves moving my head much.  This is day two and it is better than yesterday but still something that I’m aware of at any given moment.  I only feel “normal” when I’m sitting perfectly still.

I’m trying to look on the bright side and for me it’s that my plantar fasciitis doesn’t seem quite so horrible anymore!  I will keep you posted but if anyone has dealt with this and has any tips for me, I would be grateful for your advice.

You Are Every Move You Make – Part 2

I thought I was done with the previous blog but yesterday something weird happened.  I got a call from a woman who lived in my old neighborhood in Franklin…four years and three moves ago!  She asked if I still did organizing.  I told her about RVing and asked how she got my name as my website says I’m on a sabbatical and I’m not on the NAPO website anymore.

Are you ready for this?  Four years ago, I sent a Yikes mailing to my neighbors and she had saved my postcard all that time.  I felt like that mailing was a total failure as I never got a single client from it and then I get that call.

Her story was a sad one.  Her son passed away 18 months ago, and she was finally ready (her words) to sort through his things.  As I’m in Florida I couldn’t help her, but I have an organizing friend in Nashville who is very compassionate, and I gave this woman her number.

Could this woman have just looked up professional organizer in a Google search and found someone?  Of course, but I felt it was supposed to happen this way and she was supposed to be with my friend.

Also, given her situation, she might not have reached out to anyone else.  I felt she called me because of our neighborhood connection and she was obviously still struggling with her loss.

You are every move you make. Could my total failure from four years ago have had a hidden purpose?  I believe it did.  It seems like so often we hope or pray for something and aren’t sure if our prayers are answered and today was just a good reminder for me that God works in mysterious ways.

A friend who does traffic reports from a helicopter sent me this photo and it always makes me think of angels.

 

You Are Every Move You Make

You know how sometimes you hear a song and love it immediately?  That’s what happened the first time I heard Owner of a Lonely Heart back in the early 80’s. You can’t help but love the beat but, like so many songs, I never could understand all the words.

When I finally looked up the lyrics recently, I must say I was impressed.  Whether it happened by accident or not, there is a real message here!  You are every move you make I find to be especially profound.

It’s funny how you get on a theme and then start finding things that match it.  I think it’s a lot like being pregnant and then noticing everyone else who is too! 😊

I read a mystery last week called Still Life by Louise Penny and found this conversation between the detective and a villager a variation on this theme.

“We choose our thoughts.  We choose our perceptions.  We choose our attitudes.  We may not think so.  We may not believe it, but we do.  I absolutely know we do.  I’ve seen enough evidence, time after time, tragedy after tragedy.  Triumph after triumph.  It’s about choice.”

“Like choice of schools?  Or dinner?”

“Clothes, hairstyle, friends.  Yes.  It starts there.  Life is choice.  All day, every day.  Who we talk to, where we sit, what we say, how we say it.  And our lives become defined by our choices.  It’s as simple and as complex as that.  And as powerful.  So when I’m observing, that’s what I’m watching for.  The choices people make.”   P. 80-81

Do you see how this all dovetails nicely with one of my key words for this year…being intentional?  I know, I was shocked too at how well the puzzle pieces fit!

Very early on in my blog I had this fight with myself (I won!) between doing (this comes very naturally to me) and being (this is like pulling teeth). I think it’s because I have this erroneous thought that being is wasting time but doing is usually accomplishing something important. But…as I think about it, the being precedes the doing so if I don’t get that right I’m not going to make good choices.

A little heavy for a Monday, I know, but it’s fascinating to me.  I will just give you one example.  The doing was the choice to buy an RV and travel the country but what was the being behind it?

More on this as I figure it out…unless, of course, I come up with something very dark about myself that led me here! 😊

Owner of a Lonely Heart  by Yes

Move yourself, you always live your life
Never thinking of the future
Prove yourself
You are the move you make
Take your chances win or loser

See yourself, you are the steps you take
You and you and that’s the only way
Shake, shake yourself
You are every move you make
So the story goes

Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
(Much better than a)
Owner of a broken heart
Owner of a lonely heart

Say, you don’t want to chance it
You’ve been hassled before
Watch it now, eagle in the sky
How he dancin’ one and only

You, lose yourself , no not for pity’s sake
There’s no real reason to be lonely
Be yourself, give your free will a chance
You’ve got to work to succeed

Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
(Much better than a)
Owner of a broken heart
Owner of…

 

January in Florida

We continue to hang out here on the beach in Destin.  It’s so nice to know that we don’t have to move again until the end of the month.  Yesterday it stormed all day and the waves were awesome, but it was too cold to swim.  I thought of my sister Jane, who loves playing in the waves more than anybody I know.

I have found a new “tribe” of fellow tennis players and played twice last week.  I would love to play every day, but my heel is still quite painful so I’m learning to be content with what I can do. Most of my fellow players are ten years older than me and many of them have braces or at least war stories of past injuries so, again, I’m just thankful that I’m able to play.

I’ve been hard at work setting up OrganizedKamper.com and it’s fun to begin a new project.  I should get my business cards today.  Next week, I’m planning to go to Tampa to the largest RV show in the country and not only check out new RVs but hopefully talk to people who might be able to help me figure out what to do next.  The few Rvers I’ve talked to would love help getting organized, but I don’t know how to make that happen.  Anyway, it’s exciting because there are a lot of possibilities.

Saturday night we met a family who parked next to us on the beach.  They just came for one night, but we hit it off right away.  They didn’t tow their car since it was such a short trip and, remembering what that’s like, I went and picked up pizza for us all.  I’m grateful for those times of meeting new people and hearing their stories.

Brent sat on the beach in front of Fred the other day and several people came up and started conversations.  I’m hoping for more real connections this year.

Guess that’s it for now.  I hope 2018 is treating you well!  I’m really working on being intentional and am seeing good results so far.

Before I knew that “grateful” was going to be one of my three buzz words for 2018, I bought this pillow in Waco at Magnolia Farms.  It’s funny how these little reminders can be so helpful…

2018 in 3 Words or Less

Samantha, a friend from my organizing world, just emailed me and as she is trying to take her business to the next level  in 2018 she is concentrating on three words. They are consistency, seen and lion.

I decided this is a good exercise for me.  Twice in the last 24 hours I’ve received emails with the word “intentional” in them and both times it struck me as an important word for the coming year.  I need to MAKE things happen, not just wait and hope for the best.

My second word is “grateful” because, as I joked several months ago in my blog, not only do I often see the glass as half empty, it might be dirty and have a crack in it as well. 🙂

My third word could probably be “lion” but since my friend used that I will say “fearless.”  I worry ALL THE TIME and it’s such an emotional drain and so pointless.  So, with RVing I want to be fearless, with starting a new business I want to be fearless, and with thinking about my family I want to be fearless…although “at peace” kind of works better in that instance.

Anyway, I don’t want to become obsessed with all this new year’s resolution, goal making, word choosing stuff, (Has that ship already sailed?) but do think it’s smart to occasionally sit quietly, think things through and maybe even make a plan!

I know the next step in all this is accountability, but that’s so scary, isn’t it?  Or am I the only one that gets hung up with that part?

Until next time…

me

I’m just going to keep sending obnoxious beach pictures until somebody makes me stop! 🙂

 

 

Happy 2018!!!

We made it to Florida and I can honestly say I’ve never been so happy to get somewhere.  I joked with the kids though that I should not be allowed to live across the street from an outlet mall, complete with a Carrabas and a Chick-Fil-A!

We have spent several spring breaks in Destin when the kids were younger, so this already feels familiar. We don’t get to move to our final spot until Jan. 2 but I’m willing to wait a few days for this view.

This is not our RV but is how close we will be to the water!

 

There is so much I want to accomplish in 2018.  And, yes, I’m obviously still fighting the battle between being and doing and probably should be asking myself what I’m supposed to accomplish in 2018.

I sent out holiday emails the other day with a picture of our kids taken a few days before Christmas. I will include it here for those of you whose email addresses I don’t have or who I inadvertently missed.  The blessing of family is still the first thing that comes to mind when I think of the good things in my life.  God has been amazingly gracious, and I love them more than they will ever know, or could ever express, even with a million emojis!

Left to Right: Joel, Molly, Marta, Ben, Grahm, Kaitlyn, Zoe, Jordan, Jon

 

I feel like there has been a lot of focus lately about living in the moment and it’s beginning to sink in that the present is all I have.  So I’m praying for wisdom in 2018 and to be a blessing to everyone I meet.