This morning about 2 miles into my run, I stopped to take in a view of the lake. It was so peaceful and quiet. It was beautiful.
And then it hit me…before I realized what was happening, the emotion overwhelmed me and the tears started rolling. I couldn’t stop. I kept thinking about how happy I felt and how hard I worked to get here.
The last several years I dedicated myself to getting an education and building a career that would afford us a better life. I sacrificed both my time and my sanity. I couldn’t have done it without the support of the Bear. He was so crucial in keeping me on track when I wanted to quit so many times. It wasn’t easy for him, not even close. I was really the one who was a Bear and he put up with me all those years freaking out, crying over papers, screaming about asshole professors. He sacrificed our entire life in general because I was stuck studying and doing homework every weekend and every weeknight into the wee hours. It sucked and it was worth it. I am very proud of myself for working hard and making it happen.
When I started on that journey, I didn’t know where it would lead. I probably thought more money, bigger house, nicer cars…you know, the American Dream. I had no idea that we were going to ditch status quo and go on a wild adventure. We are exactly where we are supposed to be.
The last three weeks on the road have been surreal. It is so much more than I expected it to be. The feeling of freedom, not being tied down is a feeling you can’t explain. It’s scary, not knowing exaxtly what comes next but it is awesome. I know we made the right decision. It just feels right like we have been doing this forever. I am happy. This is perfect and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. It feels like home.
I sit here in my tiny house on the highway. It’s 11pm and we’re getting ready for bed. We checked the weather and it looks like we’ll have a little wind tonight so I stowed our awning. The bikes caught a little rain this morning so I decided to put them in the Volkswagen tonight. We’re headed out this Sunday and moving a little further north to Clermont. I figured I might as well get some of my pre trip check list done a little early. Traveling day so far has been the most stressful on us. There is so much to be done and so many things to check. Imagine every 2 weeks or so you pack up your entire house and everything you own and drive your house down the highway at 60mph. Maybe it’s just me but it makes me anxious and a little nervous. Obviously this type of travel has its advantages or we wouldn’t be here. But let me tell you travel day will kick your ass if you’re not paying attention. Continue reading “The First Two Weeks Of Full Time RV Life. “
Let me say first that I don’t have any formal writing experience except for what one receives in the public school system. I’ll do my best to keep the grammar nazis at bay but I’m still a dumb white kid from upstate NY. Please don’t set your expectations too high and you won’t be disappointed. That being said some useful or constructive criticism on my writing style would not be unwelcome to make these easier to read. I haven’t decided what I plan to do with this blog. I guess I really like the idea of having a place to record my thoughts, experiences and ideas about this adventure that isn’t Facebook or YouTube. So for now this is going to be a public diary of our journey of sorts. An open letter to my friend’s and family maybe. Let’s see what happens shall we? Continue reading “Long walks and lots of poop in Wachula, FL.”
The countdown is ON!
We have just 29 days until we go full-time in our RV. We have been working feverishly the last year and a half and the time is finally here. We’re going to try to do some more regular videos since I know we have really been slacking on updating our blog and YouTube channel. With working full-time and trying to get ready to his the road we had a lot of time constraints to deal with.
Today we started to move in and bring out some clothes and miscellaneous odds and ends. We also installed a shoe rack around the bed. We used a plain old over the door shoe hanger that we cut up and stuck to the bed frame. We initially tried this with just duct taping the top edge but it promptly fell down on the first trip. We heard that double sided Gorilla tape was strong so we gave that a go. If that doesn’t work, we’ll screw it to the frame, but I wanted that to be the last resort.
This was also our first attempt at “vlogging”. We have made plenty of videos, but never an ‘as the day goes’ kind of deal. Hope you enjoy it!
Here are some photos of the shoe rack…
If you have any questions or any feedback on our videos or blogs, please reach out! We’d love to hear from you! That kind of sounds like a “How’s my driving?” Bumper sticker, huh?
My bully camps! Does yours?
Camping with a Pitbull or other breed traditionally considered to be “dangerous” is like renting an apartment, it can be a challenge if you don’t do a little research.
Pull up a chair, grab a drink and watch the video below! Get to know Dozer and learn a little bit about camping with a Pitbull…
That is how many days we have left until our planned launch. We may stick to that date, we may not. Sailors write their plans in the sand at low tide…and apparently so do RVers.
When we came up with this crazy dream…it was just that, a dream. We were going to save our pennies, buy a small RV and travel. Seems pretty simple, but it was a safe idea because it was just a dream. A photo, a phone call and a plane ride led to it becoming a reality much sooner than we realized. (Thanks Dad & Ellyn!)
If anyone ever tells you that downsizing and moving into an RV is easy, they’re a liar. Yes, it’s fun and we are enjoying the journey but man this is hard work! It’s almost overwhelming some days. The closer we get, the more we realize we have no idea what we are doing and we don’t have any solid plans or a plan B or anything really resembling rational adult thinking. All we know is that we’re going on an adventure!
When is the right time?
It will never be the perfect time and if you wait for it, you may miss out on some really amazing experiences. When you take a chance and you keep your options open you make yourself available for opportunities that may not have presented themselves otherwise. Continue reading “When is the right time?”