We’ve been posting a lot about how things are going to work in the campervan. I mean really, when you start to think about the actual every day workings of how it’s all going to go down, there are questions that arise right? Like what the heck are you even doing? And what about schooling the kids? And maybe more importantly, how are you going to stay sane?
I don’t really have an answer for the last one, to be honest, but we’re not talking about that today (thank goodness).
What we are talking about is that they are all great questions and they come streaming in through our social on the regular. I actually love all the questions because it helps me to think about things I may not have thought about before. And it gives me something to blog about when I get stuck in a rut (like I am right now haha). Plus, if we can help anyone else do something this fun, then why the heck not hey?
But what I am find increasingly funny is how people are asking about getting it on in the camper. Mostly because it’s never via our social channels. Because that would be weird right? Just imagine…
“Hey there Cindy, just leaving my very first comment ever on your blog. I know I don’t really leave comments or heart your pictures on Insta because I’m scared you going to think that I’m a weird stalker but I really wanted to asked you a question. What really wanted to know is, um, well, how are you guys going to bump and grind while your kids are never going to be more than 2 metres away from you at any given time?”
Laugh out loud!
But honestly, I’d totally DIG those comments because that’s what this really is all about for me. Engaging with each other. I think the massive rut I’m in is because I often feel like I’m just talking to a wall. A big, invisible internet wall. I love all your comments and I reply to every single one of them. No matter what. If you leave a comment on the blog I promise that I will reply. Unless it’s a giveaway of course, that would be crazy.
But I digress.
We’re talking about how leaving a comment might be weird, so instead it’s done in person. Because that’s not weird at all. Usually casually just thrown into conversation as we sit around the braai or chat over a steaming mug of coffee. Sometimes it’s a “Oh yes, I was wondering about how you guys are going to keep your marriage alive” and sometimes it’s more like, “Damn you guys are not going to have sex for a whole year!“. I don’t mind though, it’s a totally valid question to be asking.
And yes, maybe talking about our sex life might be a bit weird. (Sorry Mom). But they have got a point.
How are we going to keep the romance alive in our relationship when our children are going to be asleep literally two arms lengths away from where we are supposed to get all bow-chica-wow-wow?
Curtains guys. Curtains. We will be putting up THREE lots of curtains just to ensure that this trip provides lots of good memories instead of a couple of traumatising ones for our children! I mean we’ve had the “talk” so they will have an idea of what’s going on, but for now I’m pretty happy with them thinking that we’ve only gotten busy 3 times in our lives. (You know, when each one of them was conceived).
We will be installing curtains up by the girls bed. Down by Knox’s bed. And then another one closing off our bedroom area. But depending on how worried I am, maybe I’ll just add a few more in between so they’d have to run a gauntlet before they could get there accidentally.
Which takes care of the visual side of things but um… What about the noise?
I hear you. (Get it – hahaha). The good news is that we’ve learned how to be pretty quiet when we have to be and I’m pretty sure we’re going to have to be. So I’m not too worried about that.
But what I am worried about (and what we have yet to figure out) is rocking the camper. I mean just turning over makes the whole thing wiggle (so much so that at one point when we stayed in there for a week, I actually got a bit sea sick. Which is weird right?). So I can’t even imagine what will happen when we do more than just turn over.
Which is just another unknown facet in this whole adventure. It’s called an adventure because it’s full of the unknown and yet to be discovered. But don’t worry, I’ll be sure to feedback on how we nailed it (hahaha).