I’ve gone from friend’s home to car to camper. The camper is a metaphor. And I get it. Get the camper together, and my life will follow. When you get rid of the extras, you zero in on the necessities. Okay. Cut the excess baggage. Oh wait—-! I found out that applies to ME too–my body. I gained weight the last few months and I was so disappointed because I’d lost like 200 pounds. The good news is that I didn’t gain back anywhere near 200 lbs. No, I need to lose about 50 lbs. So while I’m working on the camper, I’m also working on myself. The answer for me? (Click on the graphic for the app for either Apple or Android!) It’s an interval program. It comes with a personal trainer (okay, it’s not a real person but you get your choice between a man, a woman, a unicorn (the one I chose!) or a drill sergeant, and someone else I think. You can play your own music and hey. It’s only 30 minutes a day three days a week). I HIGHLY recommend it. You’re never too old to get off the couch! You may not run fast, ever, but you and me are still running faster than the one on the couch!
And about eating–oh my god. Carbs don’t treat me well. I blow up like a balloon when I eat too many carbs, with edema. So I went back on a high protein diet and it was amazing. My ankles and feet quit swelling up after three days of being on it. I donate plasma and they kept telling me that my protein was low. Don’t know why it took me so long to get it.
Now for the disclaimer—this works well for ME. I know my body and I know what works. It may not work well for YOU. You will have to find your own way, little Padawan.
I applied for two jobs that pay three times what my current one does. Self confidence!
Ever since I bought this camper, and found out I CAN fix things, and I don’t NEED anyone else’s help unless I ask for it, I have been EMPOWERED in a way that is hard to describe. So many people seek to take over under the guise of helping a person, when maybe what we ought to be doing is leaving someone alone to let them accomplish! When we “overhelp,” we are actually taking away that person’s power, and telling them that we don’t believe in them! Little kids are so independent. That’s good! We all need to learn to ask for help at times, but you know what? Most of the time we do just fine on our own if we are allowed to.
See how fixing up an old camper has extended to other parts of my life? It’s really incredible to me. I have gotten rid of things, and now I’m getting rid of excess weight. I have fixed things in the camper, and that has been fixing things that were broken in me–my self confidence, my faith in myself and my abilities.
I fixed bad spot in the ceiling of the camper last night. I had bought some peel and stick laminate that looked almost EXACTLY like the brown paneling in the camper. I got the idea that a rotten spot in the ceiling that was dribbling down fine powdery rotten wood pieces on my head through the torn paneling could be fixed temporarily (I’m not rich you know), with cardboard and that peel and stick laminate. I know how it SHOULD be done. All the rotten wood should be removed and insulation put up in there, and a piece of paneling purchased and stapled in place with an air staple gun. I get it. I don’t have any of those things. Winter is coming. I’m getting rotten wood powder and pieces on my floor and my head every time I walk under it. Necessity is the mother of invention.
Here’s what I had to fix: (this was from before I bought it–water damage sustained when a tree fell on the camper):
That’s all rotten wood and paneling. I scooped all that out and stuck a piece of foam insulation up there. Then I got out the cardboard and duct tape–miracle worker. If it was good enough to fix airplane wings it’s good enough for me. I covered the hole left over (stuffed with foam insulation mind you), with the cardboard and duct taped it into place.
Then….I WHIPPED OUT THE LAMINATE. Why did I capitalize that? I have zero idea. It was pretty exciting though.
So I had to measure to see how much laminate I would have to cut. And there is an annoying white border on the edges of peel and stick laminate that I had to trim off because I am totally faking it till I make it here.
Isn’t it great!!! It’s a total lie, just like my makeup, but because I’m a woman and good at covering up blemishes, it sure looks terrific! I measured, peeled and stuck and oh my god it went on the paneling SO EASILY. Here’s the finished product. The hole is sealed up and fully insulated so unlike before, no cold air can get in. That was the main concern for me because I don’t know if I’m going to be able to get the paneling to fix it before winter sets in. Here’s how it turned out!! So exciting!
Not bad, eh? It’s not perfect, but it’s a darned sight better than that gaping hole! I woke up this morning and it felt so good not to have to stare at that broken paneling by the vent on the ceiling anymore. It is fixed till I can get it fixed!
This is the first home I’ve owned. It is not what I envisioned. I thought my first home would be a “real house,” with a big lawn and a place I could have a dog and a basement office. It turns out my first home is better than I envisioned, because I am putting my whole heart and soul into the place, and making it my own. In the meantime, my whole life is improving because of that camper, and I am getting outside of myself at the same time and the whole thing is making my life better. I have some thoughts to share on mourning and letting go as connected to the last article about my friend Jerry that I wrote.
I have thoughts. So many thoughts. But these thoughts will be for future posts. This post is the foundation. Fixing up that camper is an extension of the work going on within me. I will be living in this camper for at least a year. I wonder what my life will be like at the end of this year? How will I be better? How will others benefit as a result of my personal renovation? How will my life be better? Better job?