a fifo wife {a fifo wife: me: road trip}

Just in case you’re not on face book or on instagram…and you have forgotten we meaning me, the husband, the three kids, one dog and my mother are on a road trip. Meaning that we are holidaying on purpose in a 4×6 well decked out moving box across the country.

There have been lots of grimaced words, lots of great memories made and people met. I was hoping to blog…but that was a failed romantic notion and finding a caravan park to blog has been the bonus today along with the meeting of Trudy and her family, the finding of a lolly shop, a beautiful coffee shop, meeting some amazing characters similar to those I grew up with up, seeing the buildings of Tenterfield and Glen Innes (swear I could just walk around looking at old buildings as a holiday in itself sigh) and its surrounding country…what wasn’t the bonus was the wrong turn made and another hour and half of un necessary driving that can only be described as a the goat track from hell..Well at least it is when there is three kids, a mother, the husband and what seems like the whole tin can brigade rattling around in the back of our 4×6 well decked out moving box…but everything happens for a reason and if we hadn’t taken that goat track I would never have seen Mount Lindsay or found the oh so treasure trove of an op shop in Bonabo..

I could blog in one of the thousand of Mc Donald’s cafe that dot the landscape (with the exception of Tenterfield – another happy bonus) but that would require stopping for a period of time and well that does not come easy for my must have a plan husband who is just learning the value of flying by the seat of his pants..I am still considering 4 days in with another eight to go if I should invest in a set of adult diapers…that way no one would have to stop for a toilet break…

So if you don’t hear or read from me soon I’m not far away (I am on face book as usual or instagram- oh my slightly addictive and if I’m not following you message me so I can).just road tripping because it seemed like a good idea at the time back in my large home that has a large kitchen and room to throw the kids out the door without fear of forgetting them maybe possibly not on purpose..

Sigh either way if you are missing me and who wouldn’t right…I’m over here and here and will be back here as soon as possible…because I miss you so its true but as it is it’s taken 45 minutes for this post to load and I simply can’t blog under these conditions (she says hand to her forehead and swoons) hmmm..Perhaps if I was computer savvy I could rig up my iphone…sigh…anyway coffee invite still stands for anyone that dares but if we don’t talk soon..

xx Deb