I’m a Full-Time Traveler Who Never Thought I Would Travel

If that title confused you, don’t worry. It still confuses me too sometimes.

My husband and I travel the USA full time for his job. Full time as in we live out of hotels, most of our belongings are in storage, and we move to a new city every 3 -9 weeks. (You can see more about that on Instagram.)

Did I ever think I would be living this kind of a life? Um, no.

I was never one of those people who collected stamps from around the world, watched the Travel channel obsessively, or bought everything that had the word wanderlust on it. I’ve never itched to travel. I’ve always been perfectly content living in my home in the South with people I knew well in an area I was used to.

The closest I ever came to wanderlust was admiring pictures from around the world and thinking “Wouldn’t it be cool to go there?” But then I’d sigh and push that thought to the corner of my mind where I send all my other nonsensical thoughts. You know — ones like going to the moon, becoming a famous singer, making friends with a celebrity.

It wasn’t that I didn’t want to travel. I just didn’t think that was something I’d ever do. Could ever do. Maybe not even be brave enough to do. Traveling, living on the road, giving up the stability of a permanent home — they weren’t even on…