mlmarshall
Member
Hiya, all!
I did the RV full-time lifestyle for about 3 years back in '98-2001. Yeah, I was there when the towers fell. The world fell apart around me, and I followed suit. This was on the lee side of the Sierras. I miss that area very much. When I set up, I'll be going for NV domicile again.
Anyway, I'm over here in the bible belt and hating it. I know myself enough to know that I need to stay put till I'm financially ready to make the move to an RV. Things are r-e-a-l-l-y tight right now.
I'll get there. I don't need to be completely out of debt, just enough that I can pay the bills every month. It looks like I have enough income to be OK as long as I own the rig outright.
I've been looking at Class-C, but my urgency - my inner sense - is telling me to not be so picky. A van with a bed and porta-potty will be fine. I can grab some lumber to raise the bed and build in the rest later. I figure 6-8 months. Maybe.
If I get stressed, my mind blanks out on me, and I forget stuff - like everything stuff. I don't remember my own name sometimes. I forget what day it is pretty often.
I'm retired, but I do a lot still. I teach senior citizens to use the computer, I keep a blog, I write stories and books, crochet, sew and I'm picking up my knitting again. I read sci-fi, mystery/suspense, and women's fiction. I love libraries, ebooks, and paper books. All books. I can still code a website in my sleep.
Oh, on that sewing stuff, I make the patterns myself, too. I taugh myself by doing the Remaissance Faire in SoCal. Yeah, I do a lot.
I had my first heart attack when I was 43. I haven't had another one, but they say it happens again. I lost my dad to heart issues. I have some heart issues, too. I also have PTSD - from trauma, not a brain injury.
I have a cat. Right now, I only have one, but when I get into my own rig, I'll get another one. I think 2 cats are better than one.
I guess that's all for now. If you want to talk to me, feel free to PM me.
I did the RV full-time lifestyle for about 3 years back in '98-2001. Yeah, I was there when the towers fell. The world fell apart around me, and I followed suit. This was on the lee side of the Sierras. I miss that area very much. When I set up, I'll be going for NV domicile again.
Anyway, I'm over here in the bible belt and hating it. I know myself enough to know that I need to stay put till I'm financially ready to make the move to an RV. Things are r-e-a-l-l-y tight right now.
I'll get there. I don't need to be completely out of debt, just enough that I can pay the bills every month. It looks like I have enough income to be OK as long as I own the rig outright.
I've been looking at Class-C, but my urgency - my inner sense - is telling me to not be so picky. A van with a bed and porta-potty will be fine. I can grab some lumber to raise the bed and build in the rest later. I figure 6-8 months. Maybe.
If I get stressed, my mind blanks out on me, and I forget stuff - like everything stuff. I don't remember my own name sometimes. I forget what day it is pretty often.
I'm retired, but I do a lot still. I teach senior citizens to use the computer, I keep a blog, I write stories and books, crochet, sew and I'm picking up my knitting again. I read sci-fi, mystery/suspense, and women's fiction. I love libraries, ebooks, and paper books. All books. I can still code a website in my sleep.
Oh, on that sewing stuff, I make the patterns myself, too. I taugh myself by doing the Remaissance Faire in SoCal. Yeah, I do a lot.
I had my first heart attack when I was 43. I haven't had another one, but they say it happens again. I lost my dad to heart issues. I have some heart issues, too. I also have PTSD - from trauma, not a brain injury.
I have a cat. Right now, I only have one, but when I get into my own rig, I'll get another one. I think 2 cats are better than one.
I guess that's all for now. If you want to talk to me, feel free to PM me.
