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Who Am I? I am (not) Jean Valjean 25601

Now bring me prisoner 24601
Your time is up
And your parole’s begun
You know what that means.

 Yes, it means I’m free.  (Les Miserables)

After almost 50 years in shackles, I gained my freedom when I retired 14 months ago.  I’m not saying that I didn’t enjoy my career but the bottom line is that I spent those years doing what I needed to do, not what I wanted to do.  Unlike those fortunate enough to turn their avocations into well-paid careers, I evolved into a business administrator spending my days solving technical and personnel issues, budgeting, writing, interacting with the public, etc. while my heart and mind were yearning to travel, daydream, read and create.

In anticipation of my freedom I purchased a 17-foot Casita travel trailer and a Kia Sorrento to tow it.  Over the next several months I learned how to hook it up, drive it and set it up at camp sites by myself.  I have driven cross country (north to south)and camped solo – not bad for a scaredy cat 60-something woman who always thought camping meant staying at a cheap motel, who’s afraid of the dark and worms.

I want every day for the rest of my life to contain at least one adventure to share on my blog …  planning a trip, trying a new recipe or a new product, solving a problem, or sharing a new book.  I want to encourage other women to break through their comfort levels, step out of their boxes, overcome their fears, declare their independence and, most importantly, fulfill their dreams.

It’s not easy to do whatever you want after a lifetime of fulfilling the needs of everyone else as a mother, a wife, a daughter, a sister, an employee, a grandmother, a friend; to release some of those responsibilities and begin living a few of your own dreams.  Feels kind of selfish at first but I recovered quickly.

Now that I’m unrestrained, unchained, unrestricted it’s hard to prioritize all the things I want to do.  I’ve taken a yoga class, Zumba, traveled to New Orleans, visited Ruby Falls and the Chickamauga battle field.  I’ve investigated an old cemetery with my brother, camped in Key West by myself, sewn quilts and crocheted afghans, taken a 1200 mile road trip with my sister, and probably read over 90 books in the past 14 months.  I’ve painted part of my lanai, removed the old fans and light fixtures and will begin working on the cracks in the pool deck so I can renovate with bright Mexican colors.  I’ve started an eBay business, continued my long-arm quilting business and, of course, started blogging.

Indulgent and selfish?  You bet!  And I want to share it all on this blog.  I’m looking forward to participating in Word Press’ “Blogging 101”.


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Mamacita’s Casita – Let the Adventures Begin!

I never saw a live pig until I was 19.  I was raised in Miami Beach in the 1950s and led a sheltered life.  So, how does a spoiled, scaredy cat, mid-century girl end up with her very own travel trailer driving cross country alone?  Here’s the skinny …

We took a hard look at our finances when I retired and concluded that if I wanted to go, do & see everything on my list I’d have to find a creative way to go, do & see.  The most economical way for us to travel is by camping although up til then I considered camping staying at a cheap motel. I  investigated RVs, campers and travel trailers before deciding that a Casita Spirit was the perfect travel trailer for me.  Ultra-light for easy towing and all the amenities I need packed into 17 feet of fiberglass.  I also had to find the perfect vehicle to tow the little cutie & eventually bought a Kia Sorento.  Then all I needed to do was learn how to hook it up, tow it, back it up and set it up!

Mamacita with her new Casita!

Mamacita with her new Casita!

After almost killing each other on our first couple of trips, I realized that this camper travel thing was my dream, not Kurt’s and he did not want to participate in every one of my hare-brained adventures.  I needed to learn to travel alone if I wanted to be Wander Woman and must overcome my fears of the dark, the great outdoors and all things creepy-crawly or I had to give up my going, doing, seeing.  So, I did.

I traveled to Long Key State Park at Mile Marker 62 in the Florida Keys and backed into a campsite by myself yesterday.  I then set up camp and began my blog by the ocean.

First time I backed the Casita in by myself!

First time I’ve backed the Casita in by myself!

And set up camp by myself!

And set up camp by myself!

Blogging by the ocean - not too shabby a set up!

Blogging by the ocean – not too shabby a set up!

Let the adventures begin!

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