Hanging up the road trip keys…
My blogging has been sparse. Our lives have been Topsy-turvey and we are finally home. After three years of living on the road per say, (including a year living in an RV) we are now hanging up our road trip keys and taking a break from all of the craziness and settling into our semi-permanent home. It will feel/be permanent once we make a few modifications or remodeling to make it a long-term gig.
Years ago I shared our aspirations to be debt free. We are still working towards this goal and inching away. We have moved back home and I will share more on that later, but the road hasn’t come easy. We are still seeking employment and when that day comes we hope to be 100% debt free. But more on all of that, another day.
One of the main reasons I have fallen away from blogging is that sometimes when you are living in the midst of life’s trouble, it is too much to share with the world. Prime example, I wrote this post three weeks ago, and I am just getting the muster to get it up. Too much stuff to process, and too much energy as we take each day at a time. We have been through some really hard stuff and still are enduring through some really challenging trials. The reality is, sometimes it is just too hard to share or put on a smiley face and pretend it isn’t that bad. And sometimes, life is just left better private.
We all have trials. We all have hang ups and road blocks. We all experience heartache and sorrow, and sometimes the best method of survival is to retreat and withdraw from the world. At least that is how it feels. We have tried to make the best of the road we have been traveling and it is frustrating to know we are a sneeze away from something better, but still stuck. Sometimes I have to call on our angels to survive the next step, and I think we work them over time.
This year alone we have logged approximately 12,000 road trip miles, and have driven over 20,000 in our trusty (and getting rusty) old van. We returned home this week and vowed we are done with any more days or nights anywhere for a while. We are exhausted and worn, and ready to start living our lives again.
Our van is holding on, but all the features that were once bells and whistles are broken, or on their last leg. It feels like our journey is being held together by angels and gorilla tape. But alas it is the first week of January and we are finally home.
Even though we moved to our home a few months back, we are just finally having the chance to arrange our last boxes. We have emptied our rented storage unit and the time has now come to begin again.
Our travels have been bittersweet.
A move across the country surprising family and friends, returning to my home state which I never believed or though might happen again.
Returning to our tiny home, with the decision to make it our forever home… somehow.
Selling our original home that was my bachelorette pad prior to marriage, and a rental home for the past nine years. We lived in the said home while doing a hybrid listing of For Sale by Owner as well as being listed MLS with a realtor. The house had over 100 scheduled showings, as it was the lowest price 3 bed 2 bath in Boise city limits (not including foreclosures or short sales). After multiple offers and a sale falling through, it was finally history and behind us after two long months on the market. Phew!!
And then there was dealing with former renters, turned stalkers. Oy vey!
Wonderful family reunions on both of my sides of family in Oregon and Utah.
Multiple 2,000 mile round trips to Arizona due to the health and later death of my mother-in-law.
We left our tiny home three years ago, with big visions and dreams. Little did we know that the road would get harder than we could have imagined. Lets just call these the “lemons”.
Since we were dealing with a lot of lemons, we tried to make the best of it. Many of the lemons involved travel through moving, or the hubs on the road with work. We used the hotel points from the his travels to pay for most of our hotel stays over the past three years. He traveled a lot!! When we could join him, we did, and when we couldn’t we used the racked-up credit card points for our own family adventures.
Our kids spent the holidays in new and fun places. We saw a good portion of the United States on a lemonaid budget. I am grateful for these times.
Thanksgiving in Las Vegas
Christmas in San Francisco
Many beach visits to Santa Cruz and Carmel, CA
Traveling to new places:
Thanksgiving in Chicago
A dozen tiny towns in Indiana
Church history sites including Nauvoo, IL and Independence, MO
A few bucket list items with beautiful landscape: Arches National Park in Moab, UT. The Grand Canyon in Arizona and South Beach State Park on the Oregon Coast
Driving through many new cities and a few old…
Salt Lake City
Lincoln and Omaha, NE
Des Moines, IA
Kansas City, MO
Just to name a few.
I am grateful for the road. I am grateful for the experience and adventure. I am grateful we have given our children experiences that they can carry with them forever, but I am ever so grateful to just be home.
After years of wondering where we would be settling down, I never dreamt that we would be lead back home to Idaho. Or that we would choose our tiny house that was only meant to be an investment property as our forever home. Perhaps someday I will share how we made the decision of how we came to this point. But until then stay tuned.
Meanwhile, keep on trekking forward as I know we will no matter the challenge we are handed. Happy New Year!!!
Any travel plans? Where has your road led you this year?? Where do you hope to go or visit?