I was told this is a Yellow Bird of Paradise, But I don't think it's a bird at all.
Today I'm going to talk about the "BAD". Now understand that none of these things are actually bad there just things I need to improve on or fix.
The first thing that bothers me is I seem to be getting lazier. Now the people that know me will say, how is that possible? But it does seem to me that I have reached a new level of lazy that surpasses all previous levels of lazy that I had reached in the past.
I have all kinds of projects that I was hoping to accomplish while living in the Arctic Fox. But so far I've only managed to do a couple of things, the rest have been put off because it's been..... Too cold.... Too hot, or my personal favorite... I don't feel like it. But I'm beginning to think it could be because I'm lazy.
Another thing that's bad, and this may be related to the previous thing, is that I'm putting on weight. In the last six months I've gained 5 pounds and I thought I was going to lose weight when I went full-time. If this continues for a couple of years the Arctic Fox will be over her weight limit and I will have to buy a bigger trailer. Now the reason for this is obvious even to me, I don't get nearly enough exercise and I eat way too much junk food. So after giving this problem a lot of serious thought I've determined that it's nature's way, and there's no solution other than to buy a larger trailer.
A kind of odd bad thing is that I'm still dealing with the fact that I don't have a real home. Every once in a while it jumps into my head that what I'm doing now is not my real life but just another long trip. This feeling usually comes on when I'm thinking of having to do something mundane like laundry and I think to myself, I'll do it when I get home, and then I get this funny feeling that I don't have a place I'm going too, all I have are places that I'm just passing through. like Jack Kerouac said, “Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.”
I guess it's because I've almost always owned my own home, and now it feels unnatural to not have one. And yet, selling my home and all of the responsibilities that go with it, is one of the main reasons I went full-time.
It seems odd that the things I thought would be problems while full-timeing turned out to be just fine. And the things that I wasn't concerned about at all are now the things that concern me the most.
I think over time my "bad" things will straighten out as I get more used to my life on the road. I didn't think it was going to take any "getting use to", because I've taken a lot of long trips in the past, but I'm learning that there is a bigger difference than I realized between traveling and full-timeing.
Close up of the alleged yellow bird of paradise, obviously not a bird at all. This is why I don't learn the names of plants