Probably not a place in the Texas panhandle.

Hi, remember me? I’m that gal who used to blog here. Yeah, yeah, so I’m flaky when feeling overwhelmed. But I make up for it with my vivacious personality. Heh.

Another leap of faith was in my near future, and this time I was afraid to jump. Yes, I gave up my stick-and-brick (read “apartment in-between the city and the suburbs”) – before getting my RV – and that leap of faith felt more comfortable than this one. I was super excited about it, but I was also nervous about temporarily relocating to the panhandle from the start – something about it never felt right. My friends and fellow workcampers knew all the details and none of them thought it was a good idea, either. But I really wanted this to work – it would mean I could travel all the time!

It was for that commission-only sales job for which I’d get to travel all the time. This is the same job I already tried it out in two neighboring towns… the one that didn’t sell (100% commission = no pay if there are no sales), but I got to meet some of the rudest people in Texas. Oh joy.

This time the owner was willing to pay for me to go up there and provide $200/wk as a base for the first two weeks. After my last experience of working for a week and a half without making one sale, I decided it was too risky to try it again that far away from civilization. I already burned up resources when I tried it the first time and couldn’t risk it happening again.

The funny thing is I was all set to go, but was nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs – as my signature cliche-used-for-a-title would indicate. Then I began writing this post to tell you all about my upcoming move. But the words coming from my head on to the page weren’t what I thought they would be… I couldn’t write the story about temporarily relocating to the panhandle. Instead, what came out on the page were my concerns. In the end, writing the post helped me see what little faith I had in the move. Call it a sixth sense, but I was so relieved after it was called off.

At this point, some options are still available with that company, but it means relocating under different terms: No guaranteed income on a product I’ve already tried to sell in two towns, and now without the $200 stipend to get started, but my space rent would be covered for two weeks. However, I could spend two (or more) weeks working to sell at least a dozen ads, but if I only sold eleven, all of the money would have to be returned if I couldn’t sell that twelfth ad spot. I love the concept of traveling and selling (or making money), so I’m considering other options. I would like to hear from those of you with any on-the-road career experience.

So, for those of you full-time RVers, or stick-and-brickers for that matter, I have a question: Have you ever or do you currently have a job that allows you to travel all the time? If so, what is it? And, are they hiring? Thanks in advance for your suggestions! (I will repost this at the bottom, because I know I’m not the only one out there with a short memory.)

Meanwhile, I will take you all somewhere nice. Not far from where I am is a lovely park: Cibolo Nature Center in Boerne, Texas.

Cibolo Nature Center in Beautiful Beorne, Texas

For those of you non-Texans who missed my post on how to speak Texan, Boerne is pronounced “Berrhnie”. (Draw out that middle part like you’re pulling on taffy.)

Boerne is a ritzy town in the heart of Texas Hill Country. The population is around 12,000. The downtown area is tree-lined and picturesque. They do not have cattle ranches, big chicken farms, or oil wells in Boerne – at least none I could see. I’d bet they don’t have McDonald’s, either.

Cibolo Nature Center is a beautiful nature preserve centered around Cibolo Creek. It looks more like something you’d find in Louisiana or Mississippi (not that I’ve been), rather than in Texas. I learned about this place on Facebook, of all things. A fellow traveler posted it some time ago, so I added it to my bucket list. Who says Facebook isn’t good for anything except catching criminals?! 

The photos that appear to be of a lush green lawn are actually of the creek itself. The majority of the creek is covered with a carpeting of millions of tiny plants similar to baby tears. The effect produced is of that of a lush green lawn… it would quite deceptive if you didn’t know the creek was one misplaced footstep below.

If I may offer a suggestion: play some peaceful meditation music as you watch the slide show. Without further delay…

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As promised…

For those of you full-time RVers, or stick-and-brickers for that matter, I have a question: Have you ever or do you currently have a job that allows you to travel all the time? If so, what is it? And, are they hiring? Thanks in advance for your suggestions! (Is there an echo in here? Deja vu, anyone?)