Week 1: Who am I kidding? This is never going to happen.

Have you ever seen ‘When Harry Met Sally’? Remember that part when Harry says something to the effect (affect?) of ‘when you finally realize how you want to spend the rest of your life, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.’? Well, I have had that moment.

Okay, more than a moment.

Pretty much a lifetime of knowing that this is what I want to do with my life but just figuring it could never be possible.

Then… a trip to the RV show last weekend and the realization that I must spend my life living in an RV, that it is a need, not a want. That need to wake up in a camper surrounded by open space… it gurgled, then bubbled, then boiled inside of me.

It’s like when I knit that six foot long scarf after I first learned how to knit. I am obsessed. I can’t think about anything else. I spend my nights shopping for RVs online until it is way pass my bed time, then regret it while working through my internet-shopping-hangover at work the next day.

What kind will I get? Pop-up? Trailer? Class B? Class C?

We could start selling everything we own now, then the house in a couple of years, get a used pop-up, and hit the road!!

Wait – what if hubby’s heart does that thing again and he needs an ICU stay? And what if we get stuck in mud in horrible weather and one of us has diarrhea and we went with the pop up instead of the class B or C because of affordability issues so bathrooms = no?

Who am I kidding? This dream could never happen!

Wait – it’s okay. Horrible things have happened with cement under our feet and we’ve handled it. I hope we can handle horrible things with wheels underneath.

Here is my goal: EVERY WEEK DO ONE THING TO HELP MAKE THIS DREAM POSSIBLE.

Okay. That’s a start.

Baby steps. Oh! Micro-movements! Yay! Those always make anything seem possible. I can’t remember who taught me those, Sark, or Julia Cameron (their awesome stuff overlaps a lot and I wonder if they took the same art class?).

What will I do this week?

Thoughts. I will think about positive examples, people who have done things like this with little money. Like that guy who traded a red paperclip for a house.

 

The Cricket Trailer (1)

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Random thoughts, daily diary style. Lock it up, stuff it under the mattress, and get pissed off when one of my sisters finds it, bobby pins the lock, and uses the info to make fun of me later.

  • Yes!! I actually did yoga today! Step one in changing my life around. Getting back to my roots. Being the woman I want to be during my short time on this planet.
  • Money has been getting me down lately. I worked so hard to be financially responsible my entire life. Who knew that wouldn’t be enough to survive in this world? Decades of planning and working hard can be undone in just a few years of unfortunate circumstances. Don’t want to think about it. Will do the best we can with what we have. Just don’t want to lose the house and have to move to that neighborhood with all of the crack dens.
  • Next step in living the life I would like to live: Figure out how to finish this novel and screenplay while working full time and going to grad school. Things to try? Patience. Little bits at a time. Even it is 5 minutes a day. Thank you SARK for planting the idea of Micro-movements in my mind.
  • Do I let myself get excited over the $40,000 scholarship I just applied for? There are all of those ideas about expectations and disappointment. Hmmm. But there is that feeling of possibility. Although does that feeling ever get matched with reality?

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Liebster? I hardly know ‘er!

I caught “Fucking Blog Herpes.” (Update, 3-4-13, I caught it from Sunny Days in DC who came up with that awesome title for her post. I am not that clever! See her link. It’s the one that says “Fucking Blog Herpes.”)

Don’t worry. It’s okay. This is the good kind, not the kind you get on spring break in Mexico. I don’t mean for that to sound bad. I just knew a lot of people in college who got STDs in Mexico while on spring break. That’s all.

So, thank you to H. Stern from Sunny Days in DC! And, because I am lazy, I am just going to cut and paste to explain what this is:

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