ever seen a hermit crab with a big smile?

I heard a report on NPR the other day about “nesting.”

I’d heard the term used to describe the instinct that seizes pregnant women toward the end of their term. (I remember having a neighbor laugh at me when he caught me power-washing the exterior of the house in my ninth month!)

But this is different use of the term “nesting.” From a marketing standpoint, businesses are responding to the crappy economy by playing up products that enhance your living space–since ostensibly you can’t afford to go out anymore.

Seems to me like a buying a flat-screen TV is an odd way to respond to being broke. (But what do I know?)

However, I can relate (strongly!) to the instinct to want to insulate oneself against the winds of change and economic turmoil. This fall I fell victim to the instinct myself–with a resounding THUD, I might add.

Folks who know me are aware of my “jones” for motor homes, especially small ones. The clever ways manufacturers have crammed “the comforts of home” onto a 19-foot motor vehicle chassis is a source of constant fascination. And those little sinks!

So when change loomed on the horizon in the shape of a need to find a place to live, I didn’t need much encouragement.

Into my life came the Kimpod–a shapely white van camper with blue racing stripes. (The irony of racing stripes on a vehicle that tops out at 70 mph is not lost on me.) I have become a huge fan of the three-point turn. She ain’t no Mini Cooper.  But I can “nest” with the best. The nights I’ve slept in the van, I’ve felt snug as a bug in a rug.

Now my “home on wheels” affords me the opportunity to travel to clients around northern Florida. As Buzz Lightyear would say, “To infinity and beyond!”

So if you live in the area and want to learn more about efficient swimming, drop me a line! The Kimpod and I may be coming soon to a pool near you.

Kimswimflorida@gmail.com