As I am coming up on 2 years on the road, one thing continues to amaze me – the community of like-minded RV nomads that are cruising the roads of America. I literally had no idea how large, and close-knit, of a group this was. It’s mind-blowing, surreal, incredible, and all other kinds of superlatives. Seriously.
In my first 30-days of being on the road, I wrote about the community I had found so far. Nothing has changed, it has only gotten better. I literally have more friends – GOOD friends – now than I have ever had in my entire life. No joke. And it’s very comforting.
It can also be very overwhelming for an introverted person (which most full-time RVers seem to be). And I am introverted. Not as much as I once was, only because I made a choice to be more outgoing instead of withdrawing into a shell. Several people have thought I am full of BS when I tell them I am introverted, so I guess my evil plan of coming across otherwise is working. But deep down I am shy. Sometimes socially awkward (but getting MUCH better at this). And often just want to chill by myself.
So this brings me to my current situation. I have completed 4 weeks of being social. Not just semi-social, hey let’s get together every Friday for drinks. No, since just after Christmas I have been in a whirlwind of socialness. About a week in Anza for New Year’s. Two weeks outside of Yuma with an American Girl. And I just finished the first week at my current location in the Arizona desert south of Quartzsite.
It’s been both energizing and exhausting. Overwhelming at times, yet comforting. Something that I have needed very much in 2016, so it’s a good thing that I have found myself in this situation. The comforting part. Not the overwhelming bit. I mean, who likes to be overwhelmed?
I got to a point where I felt I was socially worn out. I was tired of doing something every day with others. I felt like I needed to get away and planned to do so today. Then I gave myself a reality check. A couple of things dawned on me. I want to slow down in 2016 so hauling ass out of here after a single week went against this desire. And I needed to embrace the community around me, not run away from it.
My mom put it perfectly when I mentioned to her I was thinking of staying longer:
“I say stay put until you don’t like it any more. That way you don’t regret moving for the sake of moving.”
So I am staying put. Not moving from the general area until I feel like I want to. I have no real plans, so I don’t have to be somewhere on a certain date, and this is an incredibly liberating feeling.
I no longer feel socialed out. I’m 100 yards from my nearest neighbor and I can participate in activities as I see fit, or I can be a hermit. But my community is close by and I like that. A lot!