Yesterday felt very unsettled for both M and me and I was trying to figure out why. Then it dawned on me: the presence of the trailer in the driveway is more than just 2700 pounds of steel (and a little bit of rubber). It’s more than the start of a big project (which it surely is). It is a physical representation of a massive upcoming change in lifestyle. Every step along the construction path is a step closer to actually living in this thing… an adventure all its own, distinct from the journey of building it. Yeah, that’s A Big Deal. No wonder it was unsettling. Whenever one sets an intention to rework one’s life, even if the plan brings much joy, it is intrinsically unsettling.
I would imagine that once the project gets underway in a more physical aspect that I’ll get distracted by the leaves and the trees and forget about the forest for a while. I also expect that periodically I’ll step back and go “Whoa! This is actually happening!” and freak out.
So… when WILL things get underway in a more physical aspect? Well, the welder is supposed to stop by late this week to fix the tail light bracket (which I’m supposed to receive in the next day or two). The weekend is already booked with fun things with M, so no construction this weekend upcoming. After that, though, it’s time to seal the seams in the undercarriage flashing, insulate the chassis, and build the floor deck. These things will happen in tiny increments. This won’t be a fast-moving project.