Where to begin...again (with better scenery)

"To begin... To begin... How to start? I'm hungry. I should get coffee. Coffee would help me think. Maybe I should write something first, then reward myself with coffee.” Charlie Kaufman, Adaptation

First, I want to apologize for the radio silence these past few months. Life has been a crazy ride lately. Honestly, I wasn’t really sure where to go with this blog considering that our plans have changed for now. We’ve decided to take a completely different path.  Those of you who know us, know that we have been stationary since September. That wasn’t our plan originally. We set off on this journey with plans to travel around the country until we found our “place”, our new home at some point in the future.  We thought we’d be wintering in Arizona after wandering our way through Oregon and California for the fall and head back out when the weather improved. We even had plans to travel through Alaska next year. That all changed when we hit Washington. It felt right so we parked the RV and put our feet up for awhile.

We landed in the western part of the state, south of Seattle and only a short drive to the coast. This may not be where we ultimately land within the state, but things are good here.  It checks most of our boxes with a temperate climate, breathtaking scenery, and it’s equidistant from the Pacific and the mountains.

We’ve met some awesome people and live in an RV park full of people who are as crazy as we are. We’ve kind of found our tribe…for now.  This park is full of transplants and locals alike who made the same decision to stay years ago…some 10+ year residents. It is a place that feels comfortable. Once we landed, we had to establish healthcare, etc., and just enjoy not being on the go. We’d been on the road wandering through 28 states for the past year.  We needed a breather.

Not being a full-time traveling RVer anymore threw me for a loop. It felt great to be stationary, but what now? I’ve felt a little lost lately and need to get my mojo back.  Life lessons have come at me rapid fire since September and I’ve had to relearn how to be flexible…not the bend over and touch your toes variety. Think more Cirque de Soliel. Is this where we’re going to retire permanently? I don’t know. I think the thing that keeps me from fully freaking out now that we’ve slowed to a stop is that this teeny tiny house still has wheels and can move at any time. It’s getting further and further from front of mind, but it’s still there and I can pull it out and take it for a walk if I need a bit of a touchstone in this crazy life we’re living.  It also creates a conundrum for me and by reading this blog, you. Is this still considered RVing?

What in the world would I write about if I’m not really living the mobile lifestyle anymore? Does anyone really want to hear how to live in an RV while stationary? It does have its challenges, but no more or less than if we were mobile. It’s also just living in a really, really, tiny home so does it even fit the RVing category

anymore? I feel like I’m RVing in name only at this point.  Lots of soul searching, lots of questions, internal dialogues, and the answer is crickets. It’s been a huge change for me and maybe there’s something there worth putting down on paper. I feel a bit like Chandler stuck in the stairwell behind a huge decision couch while my own life Ross yells “pivot” at me. So, here I go pivoting.  

As the left coast is so much different than the right coast I grew up on, perhaps I’ll start there. My culture shock might be entertaining. As Disney Quasimodo said to the gargoyles of Notre Dame while dangling from the belltower, “today is a good day to try”.  So, I’ll try to find some inspiration amongst the evergreens, frozen fog, atmospheric rivers, and Bigfoot sightings. Stay tuned.