Vanniversary
When I pulled away from my last fixed abode, I had a bare metal cargo van, with a bed platform, a kayak, and some plastic bins full of stuff. Today, I have a snug little cabin on wheels (solar powered, water-efficient) that I love to live in.
I’ve made constant improvements to the place, as do most people with their homes, and I guess that’ll continue. My next project is making the front seats convert into a guest bed. My current challenge is how to deal with this heat wave. My favorite part of living in Ivy, is being able to visit friends and still be in my home. When I’m parked in someone’s driveway, I’m bringing a mobile guest room.
My second favorite part of my new life has less to do with van-living and more to do with being a widow and woman of a certain age. For most of my life I’ve lived with other people and willingly made all the accommodations necessary to make that work. These days I go where I want, do what I want, whenever I want, and learn from the consequences of my actions. My feelings of safety and security come from my faith in Jehovah and my three friends who follow my gps signal. Think of it: four sets of eyes, one celestial, three terrestrial, who know where I am at all times and contact me with advice if they think I’m running too far off the road. A few of my friends have opined that they could not stand that kind of oversight, but it’s working for me.
What will the next three years bring? I have no idea, but I’m sure it‘ll involve some steep learning curves. I’m getting used to those, and actually enjoy it, once I get halfway through them. Maybe I’ll see you down the road!
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