Today was another travel day to get the rest of the way to my very first KOA campsite. As I'm driving, I hear "GPS signal lost" - sometimes as frequent as every 5 minutes. It makes me laugh. Why is she always lost? It's no big deal EXCEPT when she doesn't tell me I need to turn. I realized I will have to have written as well as GPS directions - thankfully I only had one missed turn as I pulled into Petaluma. The voice on the phone said "make a u-turn" once she caught up with me. Ha ha. Funny. No u-turns for me when I'm hauling my home. 🤦
My phone does strange things. Actually...I do strange things to electronics. Those of you who know me well know this. But, for those who don't...
I actually have medically documented evidence that I manipulate electronics. There's a lot of people who do this according to my old doctor who hooked me up to a heart monitor when I first started teaching (stress was causing all sorts of strange things to happen to me). It's caused by extra electrical currents from the heart - these kind are not a medical concern... just extra currents flowing about. He asked me - after the results came back - "do you do strange things to electronics?" FINALLY I had proof that it wasn't something I did wrong - it's just a useless superpower I have. Anyway, I think that's why my GPS is so glitchy in my phone (I'm also a time traveler, my phone clock - set to the same satellite as everyone else's is currently running almost eleven minutes ahead. It started a few years ago when I said "I'm tired of being late." Next thing I knew, my phone got ahead of time).
I did make it eventually (just as I eventually get to my point) to Petaluma and pulled into my campsite. The two nights I was supposed to be here (I had hoped to arrive Friday, not Sunday) were just switched to the trail end of my stay instead. So now I am here until Wednesday! YAY! Setting up is quite a process. Wow. For those who've never RV'd ... there's a whole list of things to do before you're set. Speaking of lists, I must get mine made before leaving -along the drive, I would crawl in my home at stops (to check things) then forget to put the big handle back flat. I even forgot the stairs once because this little girl walked up as I was leaving - I was next to the sidewalk checking my tire pressure and she says "what's wrong" and crouches down to look under my rig. She had to be about 5 years old but she was looking at things as if she were a mechanic doing an inspection. Her mom laughed and apologized. It was pretty adorable. I got completely distracted (which happens a lot for me) so I decided there will have to be lists in my home, in my truck ... wherever I need a reminder. I kept saying to myself "rookie mistake."
It certainly didn't help that the cats didn't let me sleep. Sleep deprivation + anything requiring thought is not a good combo. Our first night, I found a great spot to park at a truck stop in Lovelock. I wrote the blog day 1 and then quickly fell asleep. After about an hour, there's meowing at my door. Grrrrrrr. It's Swan I'm sure (btw, the sisters are named after Pirates of the Caribbean...Sparrow and Swan). I stay silent, maybe she'll stop if I don't respond. She does, after about half an hour so I try to fall back asleep. As soon as I do, she starts again. 2 hours of this...I should've gotten up and locked her up... but I didn't want to get her in the habit of meowing = mom gets out of bed. 2 am is too early!
At the planted house in Boise, I had to lock the girls in the laundry room before going to sleep. Swan would literally reach up and hang from the doorknob when I would occasionally try to nap. They just have to know where I am... but I don't like pets in my bed. So...I should've known. But I was so tired when I stopped, I wasn't sure they'd let me lock them in the studio so I didn't want to fight them. (Side note ... it's actually morning of day 3 when I write this - Metallica was last night - so I did lock them up, no problem.)
Every night, I herd cats. I say "girls, let's go to bed" and off they run to their room, looking back at me as we go. It's pretty funny. They get to their food bowl and meow at me like "look at us, we're so good, we're eating our dinner." Ok, I may attribute too many human qualities to them... but I spend a lot of time alone with them. Needless to say, they'll still have to be locked up every night so I can sleep. And sleep I DID after yesterday... although I'm still in need of a giant cup of coffee - or two.
I didn't get back home until around 2 (2 am is too late). The hour drive after the concert was rough. I had to call on all my protection to stay awake. I was going to stop for coffee, but my GPS was taking me to questionable places - San Francisco is not as safe as Boise... so I drove very tired. I started just yelling and making strange noises just to get home. It was not safe for me to be on the road but I wasn't sure it was safe to stop either.
Anyway - the Metallica concert. HOLY SHIT it was SOOOOOOOO GOOD! I cried, several times, because I was just SO HAPPY that I was there. I left my home at the campground and drove in to San Francisco. The traffic was no worse than anywhere else but the roads..
Holy cow - they are the bounciest, bumpiest, roughest roads EVER. Which is one thing in a regular vehicle - a whole other thing when you're pulling a trailer. Oops, once again, I digress. The performance was with the San Francisco Symphony. I have never experienced such a soul moving concert. I was in heaven and could've listened all night long. My seat was at the VERY top of the Chase Center. I arrived late (the 1 hour drive was actually two) but the concert started late. So I arrived with the first song. It was empty outside and in the halls... kind of a cool experience - I recorded a video and posted it on FB...I think.
The seat was awesome. I've NEVER had what some would consider such a bad seat. I've never gotten tickets so far away from the stage. I was so far away... seriously THE LAST row - and the tickets were still VERY expensive. From this viewpoint, I could see everyone and everything. There was a light show that the people lower down could not experience. My senses were overflowing with joy at what I was able to see and hear (the were a few times where I closed my eyes to really FEEL the music but, for the most part, I SAW a great show too).
I have wanted to see Metallica since I was in the third grade. I never went because of a "lack mentality". I used to think "oh, those tickets are too expensive... if I spend that money on those, I won't have it for something I need."
Let me tell you...
My SOUL NEEDED this concert.
I felt like I was exactly where I was supposed to be. I had many deja vu moments on the drive in, as a matter of fact. I must've been tapping in to another timeline (I'll leave that here for another blog).
Then, the young man sitting next to me struck up a conversation during intermission. He is from the UK and made a perfect point - which is my point in life now (you have seen me LIVING ALL OUT all summer if you've been following me a while) - you never know if you'll lose the chance to do the thing, go to the place, see the people (he said he skipped Lincoln Park's concert and thought "I'll go next year" well that was the last concert there) ...so when you see an opportunity, take it.
He's 23 (we're FB friends now so I stalked to see his age) and he has the greatest part of life figured out.
He is living. Doing the things he wants to do. Going the places he wants to go. It's really a wonderful way to live. That's what this concert was for both of us (we both went alone and ended up sitting next to each other... what're the odds).
My seat was perfect. Thank you universe. I am following my intuition, allowing it to guide me and put me exactly where I'm supposed to be. Keeping my eyes and ears open for opportunities - and going for them when they come into my consciousness. The GPS signal may be lost but I have so much more that is guiding me. You do too if you'll just get out of your head, and into your heart.
Well, I seriously need to go get creamer so I can have my coffee. I love you all! Go do something you've always wanted - something that will do your soul, and maybe someone else, some good. Talk again tomorrow!
I had a dream that I was traveling all over the world. In less than 6 months, I sold almost everything I own...bought a Toy Hauler (the "garage" is my art studio) and am now living wherever, whenever...just me, my art, and my cats.