Running the Mőbius strip or Hamster on a wheel

At the moment it feels a bit like I’m running on a hamster wheel… Don’t get me wrong,  no one is actually rushing us, nor are we overworked — but sometimes one can still feel rushed even when they aren’t.  That’s me this week.

Katy will be here this coming weekend and the women will be going wedding dress shopping in Minneapolis. With guests coming and a wife departing — even for a day — I seem to have have a lot of things piled up on my plate that need finishing.  I have always been the guy who, if he didn’t have a deadline, made his own.

The staff here would like us to finish our campsite dimensions & descriptions project so they can get to work entering the information.  So, that’s a biggie for me.  It’s one way our time here will have ongoing impact even after we’re gone.  There are other projects too, but that’s the big one.

moebiusstripFrom 7th grade on I was part of a test program in the Milwaukee Public Schools.  Because we were the first year guinea pigs in this program there was a lot of uncertainty about our courses and the syllabus kept changing. The good part was that we enjoyed exceptional teachers for the next 5 years — well, the rest of my class enjoyed them for 5 years, I graduated a year early and I only had them for 4 years.

One of the most interesting things (to me) was the math involved with the Mőbius strip, or Moebius strip.  Take a narrow strip of paper and bring the two ends together as if to join them in a loop.  But before you do the joining, take one side and flop it over 180º so that you are fastening the top of one end to the bottom side of the other.  Voila!  You have just constructed an endless loop called a Mőbius strip. It would appear to be the origin of the infinity symbol.

No one ever talks about walking on a hamster wheel, or walking through an infinity maze.  For some reason it’s always running that you’re supposed to be doing,  which I think emphasizes the sensation of overload.

There are a lot of times that RV’ers can feel overloaded, rushed, pushed — even though the very nature of the RV lifestyle is supposed to give the impression of leisurely pace and relaxed living.

For one thing, the new RV’er only too often takes off from home and in the first 6 months or first year may put in 2 or 3 times more mileage than they will ever again.  There’s a certain amount of pent-up eagerness that follows on after a lifetime of living someone else’s life all those years while you are working for a living.

time-moneyThere’s a certain sense of haste when your RV needs service.  You know that you’re being charged by the hour and sitting there while the mechanic ditzes around with your thingamajig makes a person see dollar signs.

A person could get antsy about future plans, about finances, about family, about health…. there’s nothing about RV’ing that insulates a person from all the normal cares and worries of life.  If you’re inclined to worry or feel overburdened in your pre-RV life, you’ll be just as inclined to feel overburdened in your RV life.

For us, changing up our location is one way of minimizing pent up stress.  A little roadtrip sometimes helps too.  Just a day, off to see something we haven’t seen before, consciously breaking away from whatever it might be that is making us feel rushed; a sort of resetting of our internal clock and a refusal to be rushed.  (Although I don’t think I’ll ever get over that feeling when the coach is in the repair shop 🤔)

Actually, there’s something about being happily busy that fascinates me.  In the same way that I find it fascinating that you can traverse both sides of a paper Mőbius strip with your finger without lifting it from the paper, I find that chugging along through life moderately busy brings a certain Zen sort of peace.  I could never tolerate being idle. It made me bonkers.  And I think if I actually had to choose between too busy and too idle I’d probably still choose too busy.  Idle hands are the Devil’s workshop you know.

I wonder how you deal with such stressors — or whether you let yourself get caught up in them.  I know I should be limiting my stressors — it’s that heart thing — but I don’t see myself sitting on a bench watching the world go by.  I’m still going to be part of the world going by — and let someone else do the watching. 🤓

Thanks for stopping by, and I’ll be here tomorrow.  Why not stop and chat.


5 thoughts on “Running the Mőbius strip or Hamster on a wheel

  1. What you need to do is learn that sitting on the bench watching the world go by IS doing something.

    But I suspect that’s why a lot of people do needlework projects. It keeps their hands busy while they are sitting on that bench. Do you remember Rosy Grier? He was a knitter. For years I crocheted string bags–a simple pattern that didn’t require much concentration but turned out a usable product. That let me feel like I was doing something besides just riding the bus or waiting for a medical appointment. As if riding the bus or waiting for an appointment wasn’t also doing something.


    1. Linda, I am trying to learn that.

      Yeah — I remember Rosy Grier and his knitting!

      I have always read in those situations. And I still enjoy reading.

      I’ll get the hang of being older eventually. Hopefully while I can still enjoy it. 😉



  2. Ah, the hamster wheel -I use the term “hamster wheel logic”, it keeps running around and around, somewhat like our discussion of race relations. Momentum makes it difficult to take stock of surroundings. PS – Peg is a weather girl? Outstanding 🙂 I like her already 🙂

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    1. As a description of the absurd that’s a wonderful one. Yeah — momentum is both good and bad.

      Yup — Peg is obsessed about the weather. You’ll get along well together.

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