After months of stasis, things are finally starting to come alive again. And it’s not just the winter, which felt shorter than usual – it’s been rare that I’ve worn a coat in the last two weeks – but after a dearth of work, a dearth of purpose, things are finally picking back up on the life front.
The most pressing of the issues at the moment is moving – while we’re just moving across the courtyard of our current apartment complex, since we decided not to renew our lease in this particular apartment for another year, moving is a pain at best, a struggle at worst. We’ve got some overlap between the old place and the new place, which is nice, but it sucks in that we’re moving to an upstairs apartment, and that we’re just going to end up moving out at the end of next month.
What doesn’t suck is the reason for the second move: Spesh and I are going to be the Subaru/Leave No Trace Traveling Trainers for the East Central region of the country. Said region includes, in no particular order, Minnesota, Wisconsin, Michigan, Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Iowa, Missouri, Kentucky, Tennessee, Alabama, Mississippi, Louisiana, and Arkansas. Our mission, as we have chosen to accept it, is to travel this region for a year, teaching kids and adults about Leave No Trace ethics.
It’s pretty rad, given that I get to basically go on a year-long road trip all over the Midwest – where I grew up – and get to know the area in relation to its wild spaces. It’s also rad because Spesh has never really been to that part of the country, so I’ll get to see it through my adjusted viewpoint and his brand-spanking-new impressions. I’m looking forward to nearly 300 nights of camping and teaching folks how to protect our wild spaces and, hopefully, discovering excellent places that I didn’t even know existed.
We just got the contract back, all signed and official, and I’m still reeling. There’s sO MUCH TO BE DONE before we report for training at the end of April. I’m a list maker, and every spare piece of paper close at hand has become a list; the apartment is covered in so many lists, with so many boxes that remain unchecked despite the progress I’m making. I think I’m adulting harder than I’ve ever adulted in my life. But it’s all a matter of remaining focused; the more things I check off, the closer I am to combining all the things I love – teaching, wandering, and wilderness – into the experience of a lifetime.