At the moment our life feels like an endless stay at the airport. We’re awaiting a flight out but it never comes.<\/p>\n
This weekend I was mentally rejuvenated by going to Las Vegas and hanging out with good friends. I came back to Tucson with a new perspective, and feeling ready to get the house project done. It’s a good thing too, because the news has gotten worse and worse, and without a break I might really be depressed about it.<\/p>\n
The story behind this is too tedious to detail. Suffice to say that our countertops will not be installed until late in March, which means we won’t have appliances or sinks until nearly April. We have a choice: we can blow off the house and leave it unfinished, to be resolved this fall, or we can blow off our schedule and stay here until the house is at least habitable.<\/p>\n
We’ve decided to stay, sort of. This means a major disruption to the schedule that I had posted about a week ago. The worst thing is that we will miss the Heart of Texas unit rally in Ft Davis entirely. We’ll also have to shove our scheduled stops in Weatherford, New Orleans, and Florida back about three weeks, and cut some other stops out entirely. Nobody is happy about this.<\/p>\n
But there’s no point in agonizing about it. If we left things unfinished here we’d only be coming back to a project in October or November, and we don’t want to face that again. We want to come back to a house we can enjoy, not a project that drains our energy. The whole point of having a house was to have a comfortable and relaxing place to land between trips. The only way it can fill that role will be if we get it to a point where we can settle in when we return.<\/p>\n
This is not all bad news. Since we have little to do in the house during March, except wait, we will look for an opportunity to take a shorter trip for a week or so between projects. This means we can re-visit the idea of going to Sonora with some friends who have expressed interest (and who happen to have spouses who are native Spanish speakers). We can also do some long weekends in southern Arizona at places that weren’t available to us during the coldest part of winter, like the Chiricahua Mountains.<\/p>\n
I wish we could take off this week and join our friends at Anza-Borrego. \u00a0 As it turns out, several of our friends are coincidentally going to be there this week, including several characters you know if you’ve been reading this blog regularly: Bobby & Danine<\/a>; Bill & Larry<\/a>; Rich C<\/a> and Sadira<\/a>; and Jay and Cherie<\/a> from Cheyenne. \u00a0 It sounds like a party — and we can’t go!<\/p>\n One happy reason that we can’t go has to do with Emma. \u00a0 She has made such tremendous progress at karate that she has achieved three stripes on her white belt. \u00a0 Her instructors have decided that this Saturday she will test for her yellow belt, which is a real compliment. \u00a0 Normally it takes at least three more weeks for a kid of her age to be ready for that test. \u00a0 To be ready, she has to learn some more phrases in Korean, study some rules, and learn one more new form. \u00a0 \u00a0 So this is a critical week for her.<\/p>\n The moral of the story is that delays happen, in any kind of traveling life. \u00a0 Long ago we learned to stay flexible. \u00a0 It will be a huge drag to miss our friends at the Fort Davis rally, but every setback opens up a new opportunity. \u00a0 It’s sort of fun not knowing exactly where or when we will be going, but having confidence that something<\/em> interesting is about to happen. \u00a0 One way or another, we are going to get this Airstream back on the road. \u00a0 \u00a0 And we’ll find our friends again at some point. \u00a0 Like us, they are irrepressible travelers and they will pop up, sooner or later.<\/p>\n