I’m not one to make New Year resolutions but am ready to ramble on to 2020. Big changes in life can happen any time I choose. Well, almost. Naw, what the hell. Who am I to think I’m in control? I AM! Or at least I try. Death occurs. Accidents happen. I have less control over them than they over me. How I react is in my control. Maybe not if clumsiness causes an accidental trip over a wire then falling down and breaking both wrists. However, I did have control over my attitude about healing and tried to stay as positive as I could. There were days when you wouldn’t have wanted to be a fly on my wall. Yet I am healing. Yesterday was my last PT and assessment with the left, and most severely injured, at about 65%, and the right at 85%. I will keep working it completely on my own now.
Over the last decade just posted about, I feel incredibly fortunate having traveled so much, meeting amazing people along the way. I am full of gratitude that I can still live the way I want in my nomadic lifestyle. Though it is getting more difficult to find free, remote, uncrowded, boondocking on public land. The word is out on how wonderful RV living really is.
I am rambling on and gone astray with this post, having lost direction. Maybe that’s because I’m not sure what direction to go. Wouldn’t be the first time.
My Disney glasses
Still want to follow my travel dreams which haven’t changed much in many decades except the list keeps growing. Although as I age my physical abilities change. I recently slowed down but don’t want that to stop me. I have gotten physically lazy. The longer I sit inside, the less I want to go out. Yet once outside, I am happiest. What the hell is wrong with me?
There’s healing going on, physiologically, psychologically, emotionally, spiritually…
I turn 66 years young in March and start to collect social security, yet I don’t know about living on social security. Seasonal Rangers don’t earn government retirement. I really don’t have a Plan B. And I’m still trying to figure out what I want to be if I grow up.
Now it’s time to look forward and ramble on to 2020.
I want a new camera and not sure what the budget will allow. Breaks my photographer heart to think of all the DSLR cameras that were bought and little or never used and probably sit in the original box in a closet. Maybe after I get back to work. I want to try more night photography.
I see some coddiwompling in the near future to enjoy the healing apricity found in the desert.
My rent at North Ranch is paid until January 2nd. Though I could extend that. It’s been nice here although I really didn’t mingle or get my lazy ass outside enough. I’m thinking next stop will be boondocking on the Kofa National Wildlife Refuge south of Quartzsite, Arizona. Perhaps for full moon. And if the nights don’t drop below 40°. Then slowly work west to Joshua Tree, California to meet up with a friend during the third week of the month. From there who knows. Do I stay in expensive California? I’ve become comfortably spoiled with electricity providing heat so will see how boondocking goes and how low temperatures go. My mind and body don’t deal with cold.
As usual, I am open to suggestions, friendocking, and company.
Me at PT making a fist and twisting my wrist
Thanks for letting me ramble on. And thank you for leaving comments so I know somebody is listening. You long-time readers know a lot about me, and I a bit about some of you. But if you’re not a blogger, I don’t know much about you. Feel free to introduce yourself. If not in a comment here maybe go to the contact tab for a private message to me. Social media is a conversation which to me is easier if I at least kind of know who I’m talking with.
May 2020 bring the most positive energy to us all!
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