Talking Myself Out of It

Here we are.

Orlando-ish, FL

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 (I say Orlando-ish because we aren't actually staying in Orlando, but some suburb or something.)

Another road trip fo the books. 

 

For a family that used to feel allergic to traveling, in general, this is our fourth big road trip in less than two years. 

 

And all four, I've tried...rather desperately...to talk myself out of going. 

 

The packing. The exhaustion that settles in before even leaving the driveway. The mental and physical lists upon lists. The expenses involved in getting the vehicle in top traveling shape. Blah, blah, blah... 

 

After our 36 hour drive and back to Texas just 8 weeks ago, I vowed I wouldn't see pavement for longer than an hour at a time until at least six months have passed. 

 

But here we are...open road...our sights on warmth and sunshine. And I found myself mentally running thru all of the reasons why this trip is superfluous.  

 

The real reason we're going is so I can attend dōTERRA's leadership retreat. But I couldn't fathom coming to Orlando without my family. After all, Legoland beckons us again with their killer homeschool rate deal on Thursday. 

 

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For $13.50 a ticket, it's worth the trouble, y'all.  

 

The deal is, people, is I'm tired of dreading and talking myself out of these opportunities. Because I always end up blessed with a great time and great experiences. But my brain treats these times as if I'm walking around looking for my keys when they've been in my hand the entire time.

 

I forget the loveliness found in the experiences that travel brings. Even more than that, it's the memories. It's the adventure. It's making the hard/tiring thing, a thing to remember always.  

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Aside from travel, I often find myself talking myself out of things in and around my own home. Or I conclude that it would be better to wait.

 

Wait for what, though?! Better weather? A better attitude? Better behaved children?  

 

And what if all that waiting brings is just opportunities missed? There may not be another better time. 

 

So go be adventurers! 

 

We're trying to be. Five kids. Big white massive van. And a map. Oh, and lots of snacks and movies. 

 

Here we go again....

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