Journey

Sometimes the journey to the destination can be fraught with hiccups and long pauses, but it's those bumps and pauses that become our teachers.

 
  Our 1970 Airstream obviously needed some serious restoration and rebuilding
 
  Our 1970 Airstream in storage at Aprils family's farm in Lamar, Colorado

We bought our 1970 Airstream in January of 2015. Upon first glance, it was more than evident the thing needed to be gutted and restored. The gutting process (courtesy of Brian and his dad) took place in Huntsville, Alabama and then we towed the empty shell on its rusted frame halfway across the country. It lived in Lamar, Colorado with my family for six months until we towed it to the big cow town of Denver, Colorado. This is the part of the journey when I really pushed and poked and pestered Brian to get moving. I really wanted the restoration to begin, damn it! But, what I got in return was a whole lot of hemming and hawing. Through all the transitions, I learned a lot about Brian. If he can't do something right, he is not going to do it at all.

 Our 1970 Airstream in our backyard in Denver, Colorado

Our 1970 Airstream in our backyard in Denver, Colorado

I see now that we needed to wait, as there was no way true success would be ours while in Denver. Working on a complex project in an exposed backyard, in an urban setting, in a snowy state is just plain wacky! To say the least, I have also learned a lot about myself the past two years. For starters, I'm impatient. And I like to crack the whip and GET IT DONE! I will now admit that jumping the gun–and not hemming and hawing–could surely lead to waste and mishaps.

Moral of the story: Hunker down and try to be patient; let the bumps in the long journey teach you what you need to learn.