From the time I was quite young and first read The Boxcar Children, the idea of living a very small life has appealed to me. Not small in the sense of unadventurous, safe, invisible… but small as in square footage. I’ve been a tiny house fan since the early 50’s!
A little back-story: In March, 2015, we sold our 3,500-square-foot home with a pool and large private yard. We had tired of being house-keepers. We downsized to a lovely 1,200-square-foot leased condo. Last July we downsized again, this time to our 900-square-foot apartment. Our motor home trip in April from Austin to Key West and points in-between, was all it took for us to commit to going “full-time” and downsizing into our 300-square-foot motor home.
Other than our trip to Santa Fe for Thanksgiving and this Key West trip, we’ve taken our overnight bags, stopped for groceries, fetched our RV from its storage garage and only gone to a nearby park on a lake and savored the solitude, the sunsets, and the starry, starry nights…. and to get away from these noisy damn apartments.
But if truth be told, we can thank the apartments, their poor construction, and our noisy neighbors for propelling us in this direction. If everything had been copacetic here, we might have continued going to our “lake house” indefinitely. We realized that full-time RV living wouldn’t be any worse than apartment life, and it has lots of advantages!
So what does “going full-time” entail? For most people it means selling all of your furniture, most of your clothes and household items and letting go of a conventional “sticks and bricks” home. There are as many ways to achieve this as there are people. Having already let go of our home, we are selling the majority of our remaining furniture and excessive housewares. I don’t see myself needing two turkey platters anymore or matching etched crystal. But I guarantee our life won’t be all Dixie cups, either.
This past Monday we signed papers that we will not renew our lease, which ends July 7th. On Thursday we went to a favorite RV resort and leased a spot for 60 days, beginning July 4th. The coincidence isn’t lost on us: Independence Day, indeed! Afterward, in a celebratory mood, we called and scheduled our mover for July 6th. In our minds, there’s no turning back now. We can’t wait to get on the road!