“You’ll have bad times, but it’ll always wake you up to the good stuff you weren’t paying attention to.” -Will Hunting, Good Will Hunting
There are some pitfalls in the RV lifestyle and some of them are doozies.
Thoughts…
Don’t forget to lock the fridge or you’ll walk back in to a weird casserole on the floor when you get where you’re going. Make sure your steps are retracted and the slide is in. Secure everything within an inch of its life. Make sure you don’t forget the hitch pins. Double check your reservations. Turn off the propane. On and on it goes. These are the things we RVers think about often. RV life has very different priorities and concerns than the life most of us have become so familiar with. It introduces you to certain things that never entered into your realm of consciousness. Such as a “short bed”.
Size doesn’t matter unless you’re in an RV bed. RV mattresses are substantially shorter than regular ones. Short enough that someone vertically challenged like me still sleeps with her feet hanging off the end. My husband has to sleep diagonally most nights. The dealer says our RV sleeps 6, but it barely sleeps us.
What is that beeping? Propane? No. Fridge? No. CO2? No. Power inverter alarm? No. The plain old smoke detector like we had in the house. Why do we now automatically check every other alert and alarm first? Weird how your mind alters itself to your new reality. Things are just different, yet the same in some basic instinctual way.
Relatively minor things in normal life can become critical things in RV life.
I now constantly worry about blowing a tire or getting too close to a semi. I never worried about this stuff before. I’m a member of several RV social media groups and some of their posts have caused full on panic attacks. Reading about “suck and sway” one night really freaked me out. I’d never heard that term and honestly thought I stumbled across something completely different. Apparently, it’s a common phenomenon when an 18 wheeler passes someone towing a trailer. I’m not a physics girl. My mind doesn’t work that way, but being sucked towards a huge truck when it passes you all while your trailer is doing the Rumba is a visceral image. My husband just shrugs and rolls his eyes at me. He's not worried about those types of things and doesn't think I should be either. Just another RV nuance to get used to. Kind of like wind storms and tank blockages. IYKYK.
On the outside this life seems adventurous and free. Looking more closely, it does seem kind of crazy. Good thing I have cornered the market on that.
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