The biggest challenge of RVing with my spouse is when we are both anxious. Usually, this happens when we’re leaving or arriving at a campsite. That’s when the truck and the camper have to come together (or apart) and a series of things have to be done before moving on or settling in. Beth and I have had some difficult “discussions” in those moments. Ha!
I don’t know if it’s my masculine energy, but I’ve always been the kind of person who jumps into the deep end of a pool. I guess I’m a risk-taker. Beth, by contrast, is a person who dips her feet into the shallow end of a pool. She’s careful. So, when we’re both approaching an important task, my tendency is to move faster while her tendency is to move slower. This is exacerbated when we’re both anxious.
Over the years, though, we’ve learned to accept that we have different styles. And if one of us goes too far in one direction, we talk about it. Well, usually. Sometimes we screw up and our relationship takes a hard hit. Ugh.
Today, we moved the camper next to our home with our new truck. It took us a while because we haven’t gone through this process in four months. The tension was there – but we are familiar with it, now. It’s uncomfortable but temporary. We move through tension, we release and we live to tell the tale.