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Cheating on the bus | The Big Blue Bus Tour

When I wake up somewhere other than the bus, I feel like I’m cheating on the bus. Currently we are staying at the “country home” of friend’s of ours. It’s been vacant for a few years and they have been fixing it up and doing projects as they have time. It is this awesome Texan home set back on 12 acres with plenty of room to park the bus. We’re using it as home base for the next couple weeks as we travel to Dallas, Austin, San Antonio, and Houston for photo sessions. It has bedrooms with doors, bathrooms, and a kitchen. It’s perfect and we can’t believe how blessed we are – especially with how cold it’s been at night! But I still feel like I’m cheating on the bus.

It’s been over five months since our family has had a brick and mortar home to ourselves. It feels odd. In fact, even Sam-a-lam mentioned it the other day. Something like, “It feels weird to be in this house alone.” Last night Jake and I had a date night. Our first in ages and we really needed it. After the busy of the holiday season and a flurry of photo sessions, we needed a breather. When we came home at 10pm, the kids were spread out as far as they could be, each in a different area of the house. I suppose they are enjoying the space too.

The last few days since we’ve arrived I’ve been in a state of constant appreciation over the smallest things. We went to the grocery store and bought orange juice AND milk because they would both fit in the full size fridge! And… wait for it… we even have a freezer!! When I wake in the morning, there is a flushing toilet just steps away. And I know I’ll never stop appreciating a private shower. Ever. In my entire life. I will always marvel at the luxury of it.

The view from the folding table where I’ve perched my computer is breathtaking. Acres of fields with the most amazing sunsets. Last night as the sun set, the room was filled with incredible light. I jumped at the opportunity to capture Miss B and Jacob. Moments like these we will never forget.

While we’re here, we’re taking advantage of the space and we’ve unloaded the bus in preparation for painting. It needs a fresh coat of paint on the interior. It actually looks just fine, but I’m a bit OCD and when we originally painted we used an eggshell finish. Rather than being smooth, the wood felt rough to the touch and seemed to attract dirt. We’re going to try a higher gloss paint this time and hopefully it will be more smooth and repel dirt. We’ll see.

As we unloaded the bus, I was overwhelmed at how much stuff we have in there! How in the world did we fit all of this in a bus?! It’s definitely an opportunity to slim down and get rid of stuff we haven’t touched in five months!

We have a couple weeks left in Texas before we head west to take Jacob to the Missionary Training Center. I’m looking forward to reuniting with old friends and meeting new ones. That has been one of the best parts of this adventure!

January 3, 2014 - 5:19 pm

Arlene Oborn - Such a beautiful picture Amy, I have tears it just touched me. I’ve loved following your adventure, and I know the feeling of having the access to things that are so taken for granted in our daily lives available again. A flushing toilet! A shower! These special moments like this one captured so beautifully are so precious. Love you all, and Happy New Year!

January 4, 2014 - 12:30 am

Katryna Marshall Robertson - I love it! It is like how I will never take for granted a garbage disposal again in my life, ever! Different stages and different places in ones life make us appreciate a lot of different things.

January 8, 2014 - 6:38 am

The Horizon | The Big Blue Bus Tour » Simply b Photos - […] traveling hundreds of miles this weekend (to Dallas, Austin, and San Antonio) we are back at The Country Home. Had we been on the bus through these temperatures, I’m sure we would have survived (we saw worse […]

January 9, 2014 - 5:10 pm

James Ure - Living vicariously through your adventure, and appreciating it!

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