It’s been one week now and still I can not shake off this flu. It’s claws are in deep and even though I have tried my best to rest, to take my remedies, it holds on tight. I have 4 days now till I have to be gone from the land. Today was all about securing the inside of the truck, before she moves. Making sure nothing will break or get damaged when she finally leaves this land. But it was anything but plain sailing.
My friend came to check over the engine and discovered that some rats had made a fine mess. For now the clutch and brakes don’t work, it’s all to do with the electrics I am told and the fact that air is escaping. I feel completely overwhelmed, I have to move it by Friday!
My friend was meant to come a few weeks back, but he was sick and then I got sick and now, well it has to be now. There is no other time for it to be fixed. Perhaps the air leak can be found and patched and the wires fixed . My friend hopes to come back tomorrow, he needs to check if his partner needs the car.
I am trying my best to hold it together. To remain positive, of course it will all be good, won’t it. I had to sign a paper to say I would be out on the 31st, if not, there will be a fine of 20,000 to be paid. Pretty full on, I think, but apparently this is how business is done round these parts.
This move has caused me so much stress, firstly I didn’t know where I was going to, then I found somewhere and that fell through and now. Now I have somewhere but the truck isn’t able to move, not yet anyone. I know tomorrow is a new day, but I have come up against so much already.
On top of that, I still have a few things to sort out on the new land, but I have just not been well enough to manage it yet. I’m okay pottering around the truck, securing my bookshelf, (although I did get a bit frustrated using the drill today),but working outside on the land, using tools, well that is a whole other ball game. I know I don’t have the strength for that yet. But I also don’t have any time left in which to get it done. Here’s hoping, that I at least get a good nights sleep tonight, so that I can try and do some of it tomorrow.
I have spoken so much this past year, about not wanting to force myself to do things when I am not in my full power. But as the year draws to a close, it seems I have to. Once I have moved, I can rest, until then, I have no other choice.
It’s been six and a half years, since the wheels have turned on my home. I never expected to be here this long, but life had other ideas for me and my girls and although I travelled over and back to Ireland quite a few times during that period, this has been the longest I have stayed in one place since I was a child.
I have spoken many times about my love for this area, but still my nomadic spirit longs to take to the road again. Especially when I hear the trucks engine turn over. I miss the excitement of discovering new places, new people. Not knowing what to expect and being blown away by what I discover.
But my girls are happy here and so am I, for now. In a few years, when they are older, I will take to the roads/tracks again. For now, I just need the truck to move to our new home. For my friend to come back tomorrow with a fresh head and fix what needs to be fixed. And just like that I get a message from him, he will be here mid morning with new brake and clutch fluid to keep working on my home.
Now I just need that good nights sleep!
