I left a little later than expected after one last evening with dear Friends, a couple old-fashioned's (ok four, one shot, some beer and a big ugh), my horrible karaoke rendition of Tracy Chapman's Fast Car and a blurred end to the lovely last night in my hometown with a drop off at the La Quinta.
The next morn Uncle Vic Volvo (1988 240 Gl Sedan) perfectly packed was ready to hit the road. I, on the other hand was a little in the procrastinating mood. It was hard to say good-bye, especially after a summer of letting my guard down and re-learning to be in the moment. Actually translates into one kick ass summer and that is for sure going to be tucked away in nostalgia inducing file for a later date.
This week in my new city of Austin, Texas has been a whirlwind of newness mixed with homesickness. It's normal I have heard, but it doesnt make it less of a struggle. It is in fact a strange familiar feeling I have felt many times over with all the moves I have made in my lifetime. But, Each time the dynamics are a little different and the way it tugs at my heart. I am again reminded of how I am truly never ready and have to just trust the journey...
And what a little journey it was getting here. Overall it went very smoothly. The things I feared never came to fruitation.... Uncle Vic breaking down on the side of the road. Dying of heat exhaustion from having no a/c. Or any of the fears of being a woman traveling alone. All was good. Uncle Vic was a powerhouse on the road and seriously I am further convinced that I will never drive any other car besides a Volvo. Volvo for life baby. The heat did get to me... oh lord. Uncle Vic never broke down, but I did a couple of times. Crying from the dehyration levels and the annoyance of having wind blowing in your face 24/7. But, I survived the sweat festival and the eternal wind tunnel effect. *And who knew your sweat could even sweat:)
Project Life|Trust the Journey.
Title: Trust the Journey. Inspired by this print by Love.Life.Paper. I stumbled upon this print the other night. Perfect timing. I just love rediscovering her amazing creativity. *I will so buying this for my plans of a Ernest Hemingway corner in my house someday.
"Pictures are not perfect, But the Memories are." When I am driving, my iphone becomes my stereo and so photos take a backseat. I did take a few... random shots that would make only sense to me. But, in all there blurry imperfection they carry moments and words to be written.
Top right: Austin, MN sign. A inside joke with my friend Kyle of how I was "really" just going down the road. To work at Hormel and making a big deal about a half hour away move. In reality it was my first driving milestone.
Middle Left: Rearview shot somewhere in Iowa or Missouri. Details I want to remember: How perfectly packed my car was and my new Variera Ikea plastic bag storage container filled to the brim with Target bags. *Austin, TX is a no plastic bag city and I heart my Target bags for waste disposal. Quirky, OCD I know:) A true Minnesota girl.
Middle Right: Somewhere in Oklahoma. My iphone gps took me off the beaten path and I am so glad for it. It was beautiful lake, hilly country. And I stopped at this family owned gas station and loved this old gas pump. Other memories: Neighborhood puppies running loose in this small town and greeting me with wagging tales and eager to get petted. A little mix golden lab and a weiner dog. sweetness. Then inside the gas station the kind owner and young families stopping in after Sunday church. Engaging me in conversation. Always welcome on lone trips to feel some trusted connection.
Bottom Right: Where I rested my weary head. Holiday Inn Express. Who knew a shower would feel so amazing after a day of sweating and laying my head on the pillow. Of course after checking the corner the mattress for bed bugs. *Thanks to another C for a the new compulsion in checking:) But, the next morning bright and early, 7am. I was heading out enjoying the early Oklahoma sunrise over train tracks and being cat called by some Landscapers. Flattering to say the least, that guys find me attractive in my Millenium Falcon T-shirt and pajama pants:)
Bottom Middle: Texas Border. Oh I had never been so happy to see a state sign. Welcoming me to my newest life adventure. But, in the heat of the day the last leg would be a crying challenge. I pushed through and so excited to see my best friend Jill again and the life I had fallen in love with in June.
Supplies and Techniques: Studio Calico, Thataway. All items from Studio Calico Scrapbook and Project Life Kits. Misting. Transparency Overlay. Wood Veneer.
Push through the fear of the unknown and find your inner brave.
Embrace Photos that are not perfect. They all hold your story.
Be in the moment, devour the newness around you.