About a week into living the RV life, I think we both knew it was for us and not just for a little vacay getaway every few months or so. We knew we wanted it to be a long term thing.
We have been talking about selling everything, purchasing a trailer or 5th wheel to live & travel in since our first road trip in 2015. We even had a 5 year plan to make it happen. In February, 2019 Cowboy had a stroke and our plan was put on hold for the rest of the year. Nowadays we are incredibly thankful he is darn near fully recovered. There are a myriad of reasons why we feel the pull to leave CA and to be very honest with you guys, we dislike California for many reasons. The “C” word and other events happening here have solidified our thoughts & feelings.
I almost lost my husband to a stroke, and that experience changed both of us. All of this is what sparked the idea to take a road trip last month. We just needed to be in a place where we could breathe. Where folks have share the same values. Where there weren’t so many rules and self appointed cops.
People have said to Mike, “If you leave your job, you won’t have benefits?” and he responds, “But this job is killing me!” The 60 to 100 hour weeks are just too much for him to do anymore.
That’s how we ended up in Texas. Nearly everywhere we went, we immediately felt like we fit in. Like these are our people.
We felt free and didn’t feel like we were doing something by wrong not wearing a mask. Heck, we also dined in full restaurants. You know, like February 2020.
We have reached a point in our lives where we are ready to take a big life risk. One where we sell nearly everything we own, sever all ties to California (except friends + family), jump in our camping trailer, and explore beautiful America.
We like where we live in Monterey, CA. It’s a mile walk to the beach, the weather is amazing; 50’s to 70’s year round. We don’t even own an air conditioner. We enjoy our jobs, and they pay very well for what we do. We have great health benefits, which we are very thankful for. But we will never be able to retire here, even if our house was paid off. This state will tax you to death. And then somehow find another way to slap another tax on you after you die.
We started seriously talking about all of this the last week of our trip, I think in Zion, but I will never forget the day it all clicked for me and I felt 100% certain this life was the right decision. Actually I don’t even think I told Cowboy this…..I was laying in bed at Anderson Campground just outside of Twin Falls, ID. I had this overwhelming feeling of contentment. My body didn’t have any aches or pains (something that is very common for me every day to some degree), I didn’t feel anxious or worried. I was mentally + physically calm. I just knew this life was for us, especially since I felt that way since we purchased our camping trailer. I didn’t even want to come home, though I did want to see my little blindy buddy who I missed like crazy though.
Cowboy, on the other hand has been ready for this 5 years ago. Maybe more? He is very much a wanderer who loves adventure, challenges and change. He can not stand being stagnant. I married a gypsy.
It took me a bit to get on board with the idea, but now I can’t imagine sitting within these walls of our beautiful beach house doing the same things, driving the same ways, working the same job, hiking the same trails, shopping at the same stores over and over again until we die. Like groundhog day.
We’re getting older, what are we going to say one day, looking back on our lives that we are happy we did? We don’t want to look back and say “We almost……..”
I hope to document everything. I’m ready to lose the fear of change or failing and share all of it with you. The good, the bad, the messy, the whole new set of challenges and problems. My absolute disgust of the RV dump hoses.
We’re here for it and I hope you are too.