We hope all of our fellow future and current fulltimers are having a happy and healthy holiday. So far, ours has been that and then some. We've treated ourselves to total relaxation today and yesterday. It's been great.
Santa sure knows what to drop by for a couple of future fulltimers. Boris received a box of goodies to take care of the electrical system in the moose. (Who would've ever thought we'd oooh and aaah at the sight of a digital multimeter?) And, I received a digital picture frame that I can't wait to load up with pictures we want to take with us on the road. Another fun gift was a "gorillapod". It's a nifty little super bendable tripod that will make it much easier for us to take pictures of the two of us on our travels. (We've had reports that certain readers aren't sure I really exist!) Thank you, Santa, for the simple, portable and lightweight gifts. They're perfect. We look forward to putting them to good use in the very near future.
Our holiday week promises to be a perfect mix: quiet time alone together, a few days with family, followed by a few days with Bullwinkle. We look forward to enjoying it all.
Happy Holidays!
White Lies
white lie n. An often trivial, diplomatic or well-intentioned untruth.
I've told a few of these at work this week. Actually, they're beginning to pile up. So, I decided to look it up.
The approaching new year has sparked several conversations about the future around my office. I've chatted with colleagues about everything from business goals to vacation days in 2009.
"I'd like to take two weeks off in July," inquired one colleague. "Fine by me," was my reply.
With full intention that her vacation plans (or anybody else's) won't be on my calendar or my radar screen in July, I listened to her plans to get away from the workaday world for a precious two weeks. Then she asked about my vacation plans for next year.
"Nothing big," was the start of my not-so-little white lie. "We're just get away for a few long weekends."
It's just one example of what is fast becoming a big challenge at work. The truth is I really don't care about what's going on there. After all, I emotionally disconnected nearly 4 months ago. What I do care about is Boris and me making a major lifestyle change as soon as possible next year. And, of course, nobody at work knows about those plans. And, they won't until it's time to go.
By then I'll be well-skilled at the art of trivial, diplomatic and well-intentioned untruths.
I've told a few of these at work this week. Actually, they're beginning to pile up. So, I decided to look it up.
The approaching new year has sparked several conversations about the future around my office. I've chatted with colleagues about everything from business goals to vacation days in 2009.
"I'd like to take two weeks off in July," inquired one colleague. "Fine by me," was my reply.
With full intention that her vacation plans (or anybody else's) won't be on my calendar or my radar screen in July, I listened to her plans to get away from the workaday world for a precious two weeks. Then she asked about my vacation plans for next year.
"Nothing big," was the start of my not-so-little white lie. "We're just get away for a few long weekends."
It's just one example of what is fast becoming a big challenge at work. The truth is I really don't care about what's going on there. After all, I emotionally disconnected nearly 4 months ago. What I do care about is Boris and me making a major lifestyle change as soon as possible next year. And, of course, nobody at work knows about those plans. And, they won't until it's time to go.
By then I'll be well-skilled at the art of trivial, diplomatic and well-intentioned untruths.
A Question of When
With Christmas just one week away, we're doing our best to get in the spirit. That's proving to be a bit of a challenge for us this year, as work just keeps getting in the way. Although we've both pulled the emotional plug on our work, it's still nuts.
The energy that we'd normally spend on holiday shopping, decorating and cards is being channeled in a new direction. These days we're pondering a question of when.
Our original fulltiming goal date was April 1, 2010. We've since decided that's too far off. Way off. Since then, we've thought alot about moving that day up. We accelerated our plans some. Now, we're wondering what it would be to "put the pedal to the metal". What's the soonest we could be ready to go?
Our focus and attention has turned to the house. What's the earliest day we could get it on the market? April 1, 2009 is definitely doable. March 1 would be a push.
Today, we're up for big push.
The energy that we'd normally spend on holiday shopping, decorating and cards is being channeled in a new direction. These days we're pondering a question of when.
Our original fulltiming goal date was April 1, 2010. We've since decided that's too far off. Way off. Since then, we've thought alot about moving that day up. We accelerated our plans some. Now, we're wondering what it would be to "put the pedal to the metal". What's the soonest we could be ready to go?
Our focus and attention has turned to the house. What's the earliest day we could get it on the market? April 1, 2009 is definitely doable. March 1 would be a push.
Today, we're up for big push.
A Difference of Decades
Earlier this week we reflected on the difference a year can make. Today we got to see the effect of a couple of decades.
Whenever we tell someone we recently bought an RV, we've discovered odds are they'll ask us if we've seen the movie "Lost in America." Our answer is always the same. "Yes, but we don't really remember it." With that response everyone has insisted we simply must see it again.
Lost in America was released in 1985. We saw it in a midwestern theater less than a year before we got married. Boris doesn't remember having ever seen it. I remember it as "dark" comedy that I found rather depressing. And, what did this movie have to do with RVing? I honestly couldn't remember.
Some 20 years later, we put the film at the top of our Netflix list. This afternoon we watched the story about a couple that decides to quit their jobs, buy a Winnebago, leave California and live on their nest egg while they discover America.
This is superb cinema!
The first time we watched this film, we were 20-something yuppies living in the '80s. We were too busy stepping on the career ladder to think about jumping off. Surely we thought "who in the world would buy a Winnebago?"
If only we could've known then what we know now. We would've loved that movie and remembered it. And, we would've bought our Winnebago a long time ago.
Looking forward, we do hope things turn out better for us in the end. So, we might just pass by Las Vegas!
Whenever we tell someone we recently bought an RV, we've discovered odds are they'll ask us if we've seen the movie "Lost in America." Our answer is always the same. "Yes, but we don't really remember it." With that response everyone has insisted we simply must see it again.
Lost in America was released in 1985. We saw it in a midwestern theater less than a year before we got married. Boris doesn't remember having ever seen it. I remember it as "dark" comedy that I found rather depressing. And, what did this movie have to do with RVing? I honestly couldn't remember.
Some 20 years later, we put the film at the top of our Netflix list. This afternoon we watched the story about a couple that decides to quit their jobs, buy a Winnebago, leave California and live on their nest egg while they discover America.
This is superb cinema!
The first time we watched this film, we were 20-something yuppies living in the '80s. We were too busy stepping on the career ladder to think about jumping off. Surely we thought "who in the world would buy a Winnebago?"
If only we could've known then what we know now. We would've loved that movie and remembered it. And, we would've bought our Winnebago a long time ago.
Looking forward, we do hope things turn out better for us in the end. So, we might just pass by Las Vegas!
What a Difference a Year Makes
One year ago from the moment I'm writing this, Boris and I were beginning a marathon flight across the Pacific on the first day of our holiday trip down under.
Tonight, as we reflected on how thrilled we were as we embarked on that big trip, I asked a contemplative question:
"Imagine if someone had walked down the aisle on that flight and said to us 'This time next year the two of you will be planning your fulltiming adventures in your new RV.' What would we have said?"
"What the heck is fulltiming?" Boris answered. To which we added in unison: "Whatd'ya mean 'our new RV'? You must be talking to the wrong couple!"
What a difference a year makes, indeed. Are we ever looking forward to next year!
Tonight, as we reflected on how thrilled we were as we embarked on that big trip, I asked a contemplative question:
"Imagine if someone had walked down the aisle on that flight and said to us 'This time next year the two of you will be planning your fulltiming adventures in your new RV.' What would we have said?"
"What the heck is fulltiming?" Boris answered. To which we added in unison: "Whatd'ya mean 'our new RV'? You must be talking to the wrong couple!"
What a difference a year makes, indeed. Are we ever looking forward to next year!
Saving Lives
We received an interesting call tonight from Natasha's mom. It started something like this.
"Just wanted to let you two know you saved our lives," mom said.
Say what?
She went on to remind us that, once upon a time, we had given them a carbon monoxide detector. It's been so long ago, in fact, that we had forgotten. Turns out that long ago gifted and since forgotten monitor started beeping at 5:30 this morning. It got them up and paying attention. They switched off the furnace, opened a window and made a call to the furnace repairman. He showed up and took measurements. The furnace was pumping out the toxic gasses. By end of day, a new furnace and AC were installed and all was well.
As winter chill sets in across our land, we want to remind everyone to check their carbon monoxide detectors. You could save a life...or two.
"Just wanted to let you two know you saved our lives," mom said.
Say what?
She went on to remind us that, once upon a time, we had given them a carbon monoxide detector. It's been so long ago, in fact, that we had forgotten. Turns out that long ago gifted and since forgotten monitor started beeping at 5:30 this morning. It got them up and paying attention. They switched off the furnace, opened a window and made a call to the furnace repairman. He showed up and took measurements. The furnace was pumping out the toxic gasses. By end of day, a new furnace and AC were installed and all was well.
As winter chill sets in across our land, we want to remind everyone to check their carbon monoxide detectors. You could save a life...or two.
Jealous
I was on a call this afternoon when our receptionist interrupted and said, "Boris is on the line for you." She made it sound like it was urgent. I put my call on hold for a moment and took Boris' call.
"Guess what?" he said. "I'm sitting in Bullwinkle!"
That's it. It's official. We're losing it! He because he was compelled to visit our RV in the middle of the afternoon, and me because I was jealous that he was there and I was not. OK, and he one more time because he had to call and tell me about it.
Turns out he took advantage of a scheduled appointment nearby Bullwinkle's storage spot to drop off our bolsters and just make sure everything was OK with the moose. With the engine purring and the captain enjoying a mid-afternoon visit, all was well.
Did I mention I was REALLY jealous?
"Guess what?" he said. "I'm sitting in Bullwinkle!"
That's it. It's official. We're losing it! He because he was compelled to visit our RV in the middle of the afternoon, and me because I was jealous that he was there and I was not. OK, and he one more time because he had to call and tell me about it.
Turns out he took advantage of a scheduled appointment nearby Bullwinkle's storage spot to drop off our bolsters and just make sure everything was OK with the moose. With the engine purring and the captain enjoying a mid-afternoon visit, all was well.
Did I mention I was REALLY jealous?
Storage Plans
You know what you get when you have a couple of future fulltimers emotionally disconnected from their work? Plans that start moving!
This weekend we've formulated our plan for storing the stuff we can't part with. There won't be too much: china, crystal, a few books, some artwork and - of course - the mixer and my notions. Our plan is to arrange for a PODS container to be delivered at our house and moved to a family member's house in Kansas City. Once it gets there, we'll fly to KC, transport our goods to a small self-storage unit, visit awhile and fly back to get our house sold and have our "escape sale".
With family in Kansas City, we plan to pass that way several times during our fulltiming adventures. And, when it comes time to settle down, we're planning on finding a stick house in or around the Kansas City area. Plus, self-storage there is a fraction of what it costs in the Bay Area. Family members have offered to store stuff at their houses, but it's a small price to pay and just feels cleaner this way.
While talking to the good folks at PODS, they let us know it'll take 8 business days to get our stuff from here to there. And, of course, they were eager to schedule our pickup date. We said we'd think about it. And, we did.
Right now, we're looking at having our empty POD delivered here on January 30th and sending it on its way February 2nd. We'll meet it in Kansas City for President's Day weekend.
We haven't made a reservation just yet. But, just having those dates penciled in on our calendar takes us one very exciting step closer to our fulltiming dream!
This weekend we've formulated our plan for storing the stuff we can't part with. There won't be too much: china, crystal, a few books, some artwork and - of course - the mixer and my notions. Our plan is to arrange for a PODS container to be delivered at our house and moved to a family member's house in Kansas City. Once it gets there, we'll fly to KC, transport our goods to a small self-storage unit, visit awhile and fly back to get our house sold and have our "escape sale".
With family in Kansas City, we plan to pass that way several times during our fulltiming adventures. And, when it comes time to settle down, we're planning on finding a stick house in or around the Kansas City area. Plus, self-storage there is a fraction of what it costs in the Bay Area. Family members have offered to store stuff at their houses, but it's a small price to pay and just feels cleaner this way.
While talking to the good folks at PODS, they let us know it'll take 8 business days to get our stuff from here to there. And, of course, they were eager to schedule our pickup date. We said we'd think about it. And, we did.
Right now, we're looking at having our empty POD delivered here on January 30th and sending it on its way February 2nd. We'll meet it in Kansas City for President's Day weekend.
We haven't made a reservation just yet. But, just having those dates penciled in on our calendar takes us one very exciting step closer to our fulltiming dream!
Bolstered
An interesting package arrived at my office today. It was odd shaped and wrapped in yards of plastic. The mail carrier was so hesitant that she actually left it outside our office door. A co-worker and I spotted it and wondered what it was. With my co-worker expressing concern that it might be a bomb, I picked it up and took a look.
"It's mine," I declared and headed off to unwrap the blob. What I found was what I had been waiting for - two custom made bolsters and their fabric covers. It was two more purchases designed to make life as soon-to-be fulltimers much easier.
The purpose of each bolster is distinctively different. The smallest is designed to wedge into Bullwinkle's passenger side footwell and keep our kitties from playing hide-n-seek in there. It's perfect.
The other bolster is designed to solve a much more common problem. Our mobile bed is a "short queen", which means it's the same width as a regular queen-size bed but it's five inches shorter. Neither of us is height challenged, so this short mattress is, well, really short. So, we ordered a bolster that is the width and height of the mattress and adds the missing five inches to the length. When we're underway, it'll sit on top of the bed like a big pillow. And, when we're setup, we'll put it between the headboard and mattress and make up a bed that's just right for us.
Found them at Knox Foam. A few measurements, a couple of clicks, a credit card and you're done.
We can't wait to try them out!
"It's mine," I declared and headed off to unwrap the blob. What I found was what I had been waiting for - two custom made bolsters and their fabric covers. It was two more purchases designed to make life as soon-to-be fulltimers much easier.
The purpose of each bolster is distinctively different. The smallest is designed to wedge into Bullwinkle's passenger side footwell and keep our kitties from playing hide-n-seek in there. It's perfect.
The other bolster is designed to solve a much more common problem. Our mobile bed is a "short queen", which means it's the same width as a regular queen-size bed but it's five inches shorter. Neither of us is height challenged, so this short mattress is, well, really short. So, we ordered a bolster that is the width and height of the mattress and adds the missing five inches to the length. When we're underway, it'll sit on top of the bed like a big pillow. And, when we're setup, we'll put it between the headboard and mattress and make up a bed that's just right for us.
Found them at Knox Foam. A few measurements, a couple of clicks, a credit card and you're done.
We can't wait to try them out!
A Second Disconnect
Faithful readers, remember back in September when I said I Quit? Yes, that was the fateful day that I emotionally disconnected from my job and committed to moving forward to our dream of fulltiming.
Well, Boris had a similar epiphany today. Again, the details don't matter. The bottom line is that today he emotionally disconnected from his job, too.
Yahoo!
There is something wonderful about this day. Today we are both free to pursue our dream. Today we are both free of the emotional web of the place we call work.
From here, we can do anything.
Stay tuned!
Well, Boris had a similar epiphany today. Again, the details don't matter. The bottom line is that today he emotionally disconnected from his job, too.
Yahoo!
There is something wonderful about this day. Today we are both free to pursue our dream. Today we are both free of the emotional web of the place we call work.
From here, we can do anything.
Stay tuned!
Note to Self
Next time we're in Palm Springs, remember to bring: (1) golf clubs, and (2) the Jeep.
Our maiden voyage to Palm Springs is winding down. Tomorrow, we're hitting the road early and heading north. Bummer.
Our last full day in the Coachella Valley was sunny and warm. We put the top down on the Mustang and headed out to the desert for some geocaching. We'll post details of our trip at Bullwinkle's Place when we have a chance. It was a great outing in a cache-rich land. Had we had our jeep, though, we could've easily collected many more and had gobs more fun. Already we're planning a day of caching down here with Rocky as soon as we can. It'll be great fun.
The other must do the next time we venture this way is to pack our golf clubs. We're not big golfers, mind you. But, we do own clubs. Once upon a time - long ago and far away - we golfed just about every week. One of us liked it more than the other. (One of us had lofty aspirations to join the LPGA once upon a time.) Our interest in the game has faded since moving to the Bay Area. But, being here in the sun and warm winter temps with about a billion golf courses within a short drive, it could be easy to be bitten once again by the golfing bug.
Next time!
Our maiden voyage to Palm Springs is winding down. Tomorrow, we're hitting the road early and heading north. Bummer.
Our last full day in the Coachella Valley was sunny and warm. We put the top down on the Mustang and headed out to the desert for some geocaching. We'll post details of our trip at Bullwinkle's Place when we have a chance. It was a great outing in a cache-rich land. Had we had our jeep, though, we could've easily collected many more and had gobs more fun. Already we're planning a day of caching down here with Rocky as soon as we can. It'll be great fun.
The other must do the next time we venture this way is to pack our golf clubs. We're not big golfers, mind you. But, we do own clubs. Once upon a time - long ago and far away - we golfed just about every week. One of us liked it more than the other. (One of us had lofty aspirations to join the LPGA once upon a time.) Our interest in the game has faded since moving to the Bay Area. But, being here in the sun and warm winter temps with about a billion golf courses within a short drive, it could be easy to be bitten once again by the golfing bug.
Next time!
Gratitude
As we relax after a very tasty holiday meal, we've been reflecting on all that we are thankful for. There is so much, indeed. We are truly blessed.
On this, our first mobile Thanksgiving, we are grateful for the many blessings we've experienced along the road this year. We were blessed with a picture perfect rookie rental trip in April that got us hooked on this whole idea of RVing. We're grateful that we found a perfect coach for now while we shopped for one for the future. We're so thankful for meeting a very friendly group of Winnebago owners on the very first night of our successful maiden voyage in Bullwinkle -- and their kind invitation to become members of their group. We've been blessed with many safe, happy and trouble-free miles and wonderful opportunities to spend time exploring our country, and look forward to lots more in the future. We're grateful for this collection of experiences that inspire us to pursue our new dream of doing this fulltime for awhile in the not too distant future.
Most of all, we are thankful for the friends we've met so far along the way. Whether we've met on the road or online, we are so grateful to know you. Thank you for sharing your company, expertise, inspiration, food and wine. We wish you all a happy and healthy Thanksgiving.
Thank you.
On this, our first mobile Thanksgiving, we are grateful for the many blessings we've experienced along the road this year. We were blessed with a picture perfect rookie rental trip in April that got us hooked on this whole idea of RVing. We're grateful that we found a perfect coach for now while we shopped for one for the future. We're so thankful for meeting a very friendly group of Winnebago owners on the very first night of our successful maiden voyage in Bullwinkle -- and their kind invitation to become members of their group. We've been blessed with many safe, happy and trouble-free miles and wonderful opportunities to spend time exploring our country, and look forward to lots more in the future. We're grateful for this collection of experiences that inspire us to pursue our new dream of doing this fulltime for awhile in the not too distant future.
Most of all, we are thankful for the friends we've met so far along the way. Whether we've met on the road or online, we are so grateful to know you. Thank you for sharing your company, expertise, inspiration, food and wine. We wish you all a happy and healthy Thanksgiving.
Thank you.
Having Wheels
We've said before we're ready to get setup for towing. Today, we really are.
We took the Mustang out for a day trip. Details on Bullwinkle's Travels.
Besides giving us a chance to see some amazing sights, the best thing about having wheels was that we got to "come home". After being away for five hours or so, we parked next to Bullwinkle and opened the door to our coach. We gave the same kind of greeting to our kitties that we do when we arrive home after a long day of work.
And, with that, we were home.
True, having wheels lets us get out and explore. And, that's great. Much more importantly, it makes this 32-foot moose feel like a place to call home.
And, that's a really good thing.
We took the Mustang out for a day trip. Details on Bullwinkle's Travels.
Besides giving us a chance to see some amazing sights, the best thing about having wheels was that we got to "come home". After being away for five hours or so, we parked next to Bullwinkle and opened the door to our coach. We gave the same kind of greeting to our kitties that we do when we arrive home after a long day of work.
And, with that, we were home.
True, having wheels lets us get out and explore. And, that's great. Much more importantly, it makes this 32-foot moose feel like a place to call home.
And, that's a really good thing.
A Day of Rest
Greetings from the Shadow Hills RV Resort in Indio, CA. Recommended by readers Gordon and Juanita, we've arrived at a mighty fine site to spend a holiday week. With palm trees, blue skies, purple hills on the horizon and (did we mention?) temps in the low 80s, this is our little slice of paradise. (Thanks, guys!) Boris gets a big kick out of the fact that we're "camped" in a "gated" RV park.
After spending two days on the road, we've spent the last day doing almost nothing. Sightseeing starts tomorrow, but today we're kickin' back. Everybody, including the furry creatures, needed a break. The cats were glad to see their carriers head for the basement. They slept very little on the way here, so sleeping was the primary order of business for them today. They've done it well and we just followed their lead!
Just after I drifted off very early last night, Boris couldn't find our boy kitty, who has a history of playing hide-n-seek in the RV. I was up and out of bed on a wave of panic. We checked the scene of his first escape and, much to our relief, found all was secure. He had to be somewhere and he was: under the sofa. He had slipped down between the back and the wall and was resting comfortably underneath. Thankfully, all it took was a quick lift of the seat to free the beast. He's made his way back there several times since, which is fine with us. It's a nice, comfortable, quiet place to be.
We can appreciate that.
After spending two days on the road, we've spent the last day doing almost nothing. Sightseeing starts tomorrow, but today we're kickin' back. Everybody, including the furry creatures, needed a break. The cats were glad to see their carriers head for the basement. They slept very little on the way here, so sleeping was the primary order of business for them today. They've done it well and we just followed their lead!
Just after I drifted off very early last night, Boris couldn't find our boy kitty, who has a history of playing hide-n-seek in the RV. I was up and out of bed on a wave of panic. We checked the scene of his first escape and, much to our relief, found all was secure. He had to be somewhere and he was: under the sofa. He had slipped down between the back and the wall and was resting comfortably underneath. Thankfully, all it took was a quick lift of the seat to free the beast. He's made his way back there several times since, which is fine with us. It's a nice, comfortable, quiet place to be.
We can appreciate that.
What The Heck Do They Know?
It's Thanksgiving trip eve at our house. So, lots of activity, of course. Boris made a trip to the moose tonight to drop off a few things and lessen our load for tomorrow. We are definitely just about ready to go.
The most interesting observation around our house tonight is our cats. They are wound up! Running to and fro they have definitely let us know they are excited. And, they make us wonder, what do they know?
They've been through a drill that looks something like this twice now: mom and dad are in a really good mood, organizing things here and there, asking them from time to time "Are you kitties ready to go?" We're thinking they might have a sense of what's to come tomorrow.
Or maybe not.
After all, they are cats.
We'll keep you posted.
The most interesting observation around our house tonight is our cats. They are wound up! Running to and fro they have definitely let us know they are excited. And, they make us wonder, what do they know?
They've been through a drill that looks something like this twice now: mom and dad are in a really good mood, organizing things here and there, asking them from time to time "Are you kitties ready to go?" We're thinking they might have a sense of what's to come tomorrow.
Or maybe not.
After all, they are cats.
We'll keep you posted.
Kindling
Just an ordinary Wednesday...except that the day marks the anniversary of my arrival on the planet. I tried to make the day as low key as possible, but my co-workers had a different idea. There were bouquets of flowers and lots of decadent cake. Very nice.
Really, the only reason I decided to write about my birthday was to tell you about what Boris gave me. He ordered it weeks ago and was disappointed that it was backordered and wasn't going to show up for another week or so. But, turns out it showed up today. Perfect timing!
His gift was a Kindle by amazon.com. And, it's the answer to this book-loving future fulltimer's prayer. It's an amazing gadget. It holds up to 200 books, and much more with a memory card installed. I absolutely love it. I've already downloaded a few samples of some titles I've been wanting to read.
And, what makes it perfect for fulltiming? This little wonder weighs just 10.3 ounces.
200+ books weighing in at less than a pound? Perfect!
Thanks, Boris!!!
Really, the only reason I decided to write about my birthday was to tell you about what Boris gave me. He ordered it weeks ago and was disappointed that it was backordered and wasn't going to show up for another week or so. But, turns out it showed up today. Perfect timing!
His gift was a Kindle by amazon.com. And, it's the answer to this book-loving future fulltimer's prayer. It's an amazing gadget. It holds up to 200 books, and much more with a memory card installed. I absolutely love it. I've already downloaded a few samples of some titles I've been wanting to read.
And, what makes it perfect for fulltiming? This little wonder weighs just 10.3 ounces.
200+ books weighing in at less than a pound? Perfect!
Thanks, Boris!!!
Joined
We wrestled for awhile about what clubs we should join. Finally, after careful consideration, we've made our move.
Effective today, we are proud (and very newbie) members of the Winnebago-Itasca Travelers Club (WIT) and the Family Motor Coach Association (FMCA).
We had to join the former in order to officially join our new friends The Chardonnay Travelers. (They are a Bay Area chapter of WIT). And, we wanted to join the later so we can hook up with our friends who drive the busses -- the GEMs, who are a chapter of FMCA.
Today, we're feeling VERY official. Now, we're MEMBERS.
Effective today, we are proud (and very newbie) members of the Winnebago-Itasca Travelers Club (WIT) and the Family Motor Coach Association (FMCA).
We had to join the former in order to officially join our new friends The Chardonnay Travelers. (They are a Bay Area chapter of WIT). And, we wanted to join the later so we can hook up with our friends who drive the busses -- the GEMs, who are a chapter of FMCA.
Today, we're feeling VERY official. Now, we're MEMBERS.
Weekend Update
Tales of our weekend in the central valley can be found at Bullwinkle's Place. Lots of fun was had by all. And, it's official: We joined a club.
Also of note, we notice lots of RVs on the road today. Of course, that meant we got to play many enthusiastic rounds of Whats'at? But, more importantly, we were encouraged by the encouraging number of cohorts we saw along our way. We don't know, but that has to be some kind of good news, doesn't it?
Home again on a Sunday evening, we are a bit melancholy. But, this week things are different. We're off again on Friday morning. This time, for nine days.
We can't wait!
Also of note, we notice lots of RVs on the road today. Of course, that meant we got to play many enthusiastic rounds of Whats'at? But, more importantly, we were encouraged by the encouraging number of cohorts we saw along our way. We don't know, but that has to be some kind of good news, doesn't it?
Home again on a Sunday evening, we are a bit melancholy. But, this week things are different. We're off again on Friday morning. This time, for nine days.
We can't wait!
Fighting Flies
Wanna know what happens when you're RVing in Central California on a warm November afternoon, decide to host an open house and have the door to your rig wide open for an hour or so?
You get flies. Lots of them.
Today we've taken turns with the swatter and taken aim on the seemingly zillions of flies that have taken up residence in our rig. It's a nice place, we know. But, these critters are not welcome.
Boris has made a game of it. "My goal is to get three before I take a shower," he declared with swatter in hand. Moments later he headed off to the shower a proud overachiever. "I got four!" he exclaimed.
We've made a significant dent in the number of flying pests around our rolling home. But, I can see a couple of those darn things sitting in the sun right now.
Gotta go.
You get flies. Lots of them.
Today we've taken turns with the swatter and taken aim on the seemingly zillions of flies that have taken up residence in our rig. It's a nice place, we know. But, these critters are not welcome.
Boris has made a game of it. "My goal is to get three before I take a shower," he declared with swatter in hand. Moments later he headed off to the shower a proud overachiever. "I got four!" he exclaimed.
We've made a significant dent in the number of flying pests around our rolling home. But, I can see a couple of those darn things sitting in the sun right now.
Gotta go.
Open House
We're enjoying our second of three nights in our home away from home. This weekend we're at the San Luis RV Resort in Santa Nella, CA. It's an old park, built years ago to house federal workers in mobile homes while they constructed the nearby reservoir. For most, it's a spot for a quick overnight on I-5. For us, it's a fun weekend with a group of Winnebago enthusiasts we met on our first night as newbie RV owners.
We've joined the Chardonnay Travelers here as part of their Thanksgiving celebration rally. There are 18 or so rigs here filled with absolutely lovely people who know how to have a good time. Already, we've enjoyed good food, wine and lots of laughs. It's a really great group.
Today started with an extra hearty hot breakfast served up by the cheerful wagonmasters. By midday, there were plans coming together to enjoy lunch at a legendary pea soup restaurant a few miles up the road. Boris and I decided to board our bikes and pedal for our rich, creamy lunch. We pedaled four miles or so on a state highway buzzing with speeding cars, 18-wheelers and RVs. That was an adventure! The only thing worse was we made the return trip with our tummies filled with hearty rich soup!
As early afternoon began to turn late, we decided to host an impromptu open house to introduce the members of this fine group to Bullwinkle. With several bottles of chilled sparkling wine and a tray of hot appetizers, we welcomed the group for an early happy hour to celebrate our new motorhome. It was a truly wonderful party. There's nothing like sharing your motorhome with other motorhome owners. Natasha snapped a few pictures while Boris kept the bubbles flowing. We'll get them posted at Bullwinkle's place ASAP.
Our party was followed by a hearty dinner filled with good food, wine and lots of laughter. Now, we're chillin' in our hospitable motorhome, ready for a good night's rest.
Buenas Noches from Santa Nella!
We've joined the Chardonnay Travelers here as part of their Thanksgiving celebration rally. There are 18 or so rigs here filled with absolutely lovely people who know how to have a good time. Already, we've enjoyed good food, wine and lots of laughs. It's a really great group.
Today started with an extra hearty hot breakfast served up by the cheerful wagonmasters. By midday, there were plans coming together to enjoy lunch at a legendary pea soup restaurant a few miles up the road. Boris and I decided to board our bikes and pedal for our rich, creamy lunch. We pedaled four miles or so on a state highway buzzing with speeding cars, 18-wheelers and RVs. That was an adventure! The only thing worse was we made the return trip with our tummies filled with hearty rich soup!
As early afternoon began to turn late, we decided to host an impromptu open house to introduce the members of this fine group to Bullwinkle. With several bottles of chilled sparkling wine and a tray of hot appetizers, we welcomed the group for an early happy hour to celebrate our new motorhome. It was a truly wonderful party. There's nothing like sharing your motorhome with other motorhome owners. Natasha snapped a few pictures while Boris kept the bubbles flowing. We'll get them posted at Bullwinkle's place ASAP.
Our party was followed by a hearty dinner filled with good food, wine and lots of laughter. Now, we're chillin' in our hospitable motorhome, ready for a good night's rest.
Buenas Noches from Santa Nella!
Relief
Big work week for both of us. And, it's only Tuesday.
Ugh.
Right now, we're both worn out and dog tired. On days like today, our fulltiming dream feels light years off in the distance. You see, today, it's tough to see the forest for the trees.
There is a forest out there, though. It's rich and green. It stretches out for scenic miles, with the friendliest people you'd ever want to meet. It's full of adventure, things to see and places to get a very good night's rest.
Yep. We need to remember that.
Besides, we're going "camping" on Thursday.
For us, that spells R-E-L-I-E-F.
Ugh.
Right now, we're both worn out and dog tired. On days like today, our fulltiming dream feels light years off in the distance. You see, today, it's tough to see the forest for the trees.
There is a forest out there, though. It's rich and green. It stretches out for scenic miles, with the friendliest people you'd ever want to meet. It's full of adventure, things to see and places to get a very good night's rest.
Yep. We need to remember that.
Besides, we're going "camping" on Thursday.
For us, that spells R-E-L-I-E-F.
Purging, Piecing and Chat
We enjoyed a very quiet Saturday at home. Chilly temps, fog and rain made it easy to decide to stay inside. We made the most of this perfect day for purging. Boris tackled his closet, and I went to work on three closets. I knocked out two with no problem at all. But, dreaded closet number 3 - in the office - proved to be too much for one day. But, I'm pleased to report I made good progress.
Taking a break from purging, I went to work on my quilt project. While I sat pinning pieces of fabric together, I decided to check in on the RV-Dreams Chat Room. I had never been, but thought it might be time to introduce myself. Entering the virtual space I immediately felt a warm welcome by my virtual RVing friends. I hung out for an hour or so while I continued to work on the quilt. Then, Boris called me away for cocktail hour. I said so long to my virtual friends and put away my quilting toys. (I have my priorities!)
A day like today reminds us that purging takes time. We're pleased at the progress we made today. And, we know we have lots more to do!
Taking a break from purging, I went to work on my quilt project. While I sat pinning pieces of fabric together, I decided to check in on the RV-Dreams Chat Room. I had never been, but thought it might be time to introduce myself. Entering the virtual space I immediately felt a warm welcome by my virtual RVing friends. I hung out for an hour or so while I continued to work on the quilt. Then, Boris called me away for cocktail hour. I said so long to my virtual friends and put away my quilting toys. (I have my priorities!)
A day like today reminds us that purging takes time. We're pleased at the progress we made today. And, we know we have lots more to do!
No Worries
Between the volatile stock market, record high unemployment numbers and a new, unknown administration on the way, our personal job security is rather tenuous these days.
Fine by us!
Things for both of us at work are, shall we say, less than desirable. Without our great escape on the horizon, frankly, we'd both be looking for new jobs.
We joked about it on election night. But, truth is, with a moose ready to go whenever we are, and a house in a desirable neighborhood that looks like it's in demand for potential buyers, we feel like we're in pretty good shape.
Rather than updating our resumes, we're updating our plans. If things continue to head south, the sun and planets could align to provide us the perfect opportunity for our great escape.
Not that we want things to head further south, of course. But, just in case they do, we have one awesome backup plan.
Fine by us!
Things for both of us at work are, shall we say, less than desirable. Without our great escape on the horizon, frankly, we'd both be looking for new jobs.
We joked about it on election night. But, truth is, with a moose ready to go whenever we are, and a house in a desirable neighborhood that looks like it's in demand for potential buyers, we feel like we're in pretty good shape.
Rather than updating our resumes, we're updating our plans. If things continue to head south, the sun and planets could align to provide us the perfect opportunity for our great escape.
Not that we want things to head further south, of course. But, just in case they do, we have one awesome backup plan.
Election Night Fun
We cast our last votes in California yesterday. After making choices about trains, farm animals, marriage, alternative fuel, police, crime victims, criminals, veterans, hospitals, schools, redistricting and - oh yeah - a candidate or two, we were ready for a party.
We headed out to the 'burbs to join friends from both sides of the aisle to watch the results come in. There were moments of tears, jeers and cheers. In the end, we came together to applaud our new president-elect. Mostly, we celebrated that this lengthy election is behind us at last. Everyone is ready to move forward.
The party conversation shifted to: "What happens now?" Answers to that question were varied, but ours stuck out.
"We're going to sell our house and stuff, quit our jobs, load ourselves and our cats in our new RV and hit the road for awhile."
They think we're kidding!
We headed out to the 'burbs to join friends from both sides of the aisle to watch the results come in. There were moments of tears, jeers and cheers. In the end, we came together to applaud our new president-elect. Mostly, we celebrated that this lengthy election is behind us at last. Everyone is ready to move forward.
The party conversation shifted to: "What happens now?" Answers to that question were varied, but ours stuck out.
"We're going to sell our house and stuff, quit our jobs, load ourselves and our cats in our new RV and hit the road for awhile."
They think we're kidding!
Preparation
After our wonderfully rainy weekend away with the cats, we found ourselves more than a little melancholy today. Maybe it was the reality of being back at work and missing our moose. Perhaps it was the time change. Or, simply being the eve of an election that, frankly, we're tired of. Most likely, it was a combination of all. Lately, on any given Monday we're both rather miserable at work as we long for the day of our great escape.
"I wish we were doing more to get ready," Natasha said today. "It feels like we're living in limbo - camping every weekend we can and not yet clearing our house of our possessions."
"But, we are getting ready," Boris replied. "Every trip out in the moose is preparation."
True. Even though it's lots of fun, we are getting ready. With each trip we've taken we've learned something: what to do, what not to do, what we like and don't like. It's been a rich learning experience.
With a couple of bigger trips planned for this month, we'll let the learning and preparations continue.
After the holidays, we'll get down to the big stuff.
This is a lot more fun.
"I wish we were doing more to get ready," Natasha said today. "It feels like we're living in limbo - camping every weekend we can and not yet clearing our house of our possessions."
"But, we are getting ready," Boris replied. "Every trip out in the moose is preparation."
True. Even though it's lots of fun, we are getting ready. With each trip we've taken we've learned something: what to do, what not to do, what we like and don't like. It's been a rich learning experience.
With a couple of bigger trips planned for this month, we'll let the learning and preparations continue.
After the holidays, we'll get down to the big stuff.
This is a lot more fun.
Repeat
We left work a few hours early to make our way back to the Stockton Delta KOA. Here we are, sitting catty-corner from a site we were in just a couple of weeks ago. It's the first time we've made a repeat visit anywhere. And, it's nice.
No satellite, unfortunately, which means our chances of catching the KU-K State game have dropped to zero. But, other than that, everything is great. The cats are super comfortable, and we have every known hidey hole stuffed with something that makes it inaccessible. Tonight we enjoyed cocktails by the fire before the rains came. For awhile we sat out under our trusty awning, for which we have a new found appreciation. It's keeps us dry!
Pizza, salad and a bottle of fine chianti followed. After that, we're all ready to call it a night.
This has been the month of the cats. And, we are so pleased to report that with a couple of trips under their furry belts, they are doing great.
Happy weekend!
No satellite, unfortunately, which means our chances of catching the KU-K State game have dropped to zero. But, other than that, everything is great. The cats are super comfortable, and we have every known hidey hole stuffed with something that makes it inaccessible. Tonight we enjoyed cocktails by the fire before the rains came. For awhile we sat out under our trusty awning, for which we have a new found appreciation. It's keeps us dry!
Pizza, salad and a bottle of fine chianti followed. After that, we're all ready to call it a night.
This has been the month of the cats. And, we are so pleased to report that with a couple of trips under their furry belts, they are doing great.
Happy weekend!
Extra Hour
Once again we found ourselves wrestling with that now familiar question: Shall we go camping this weekend? This week, we went back and forth. We wanted to go, and the weekend forecast called for rain.
To that, we said: "So what?"
Our answer to our own question came quickly. "Like, it's not ever going to rain while we're fulltiming?"
Yeah, right!
Now we're eager to have a practice run with Bullwinkle in the rain. It all sounds very cozy: raindrops falling on the roof while we enjoy football, chili, our cats and a good book or two.
And, with the switch back to Standard Time, we get an extra hour of all that good stuff.
We can't wait.
To that, we said: "So what?"
Our answer to our own question came quickly. "Like, it's not ever going to rain while we're fulltiming?"
Yeah, right!
Now we're eager to have a practice run with Bullwinkle in the rain. It all sounds very cozy: raindrops falling on the roof while we enjoy football, chili, our cats and a good book or two.
And, with the switch back to Standard Time, we get an extra hour of all that good stuff.
We can't wait.
Ready to Tow
When we bought our motorhome, the thought of towing the Jeep behind seemed like a very far-off to-do. After all, maneuvering a 32-foot box on wheels was enough of a challenge for a couple of newbies. The idea of pulling another 8 feet or so of toad was lots more than we could handle. We pacified our need for added transport by adding a bike rack to the back. With our bikes in tow, that'd keep our need to get serious about towing at bay. Until today.
It's official. We are seriously ready to tow.
Having the Jeep around this weekend was great fun. It made wine tasting and geocaching a breeze. We shopped for groceries after we set up camp. It was definitely a treat to have an extra set of wheels.
Because we've yet to set up Rocky to be our toad, we caravaned there and back. Leading the way with the Jeep, Natasha spent 90 minutes or so each way driving with her focus and attention in the rear view mirror. And, while Boris had a friend on board on the way up, the drive back was a lonely one.
As we strolled around the campground this weekend, we eyeballed various towing setups. This morning Boris asked the captain of a Class A gasser about Bullwinkle's size about his experience towing his Jeep that looked a lot like our Rocky.
"We practically forget it's there," he said. "We don't go anywhere without it."
We have a feeling we won't go anywhere without ours, too. Soon. Very soon.
It's official. We are seriously ready to tow.
Having the Jeep around this weekend was great fun. It made wine tasting and geocaching a breeze. We shopped for groceries after we set up camp. It was definitely a treat to have an extra set of wheels.
Because we've yet to set up Rocky to be our toad, we caravaned there and back. Leading the way with the Jeep, Natasha spent 90 minutes or so each way driving with her focus and attention in the rear view mirror. And, while Boris had a friend on board on the way up, the drive back was a lonely one.
As we strolled around the campground this weekend, we eyeballed various towing setups. This morning Boris asked the captain of a Class A gasser about Bullwinkle's size about his experience towing his Jeep that looked a lot like our Rocky.
"We practically forget it's there," he said. "We don't go anywhere without it."
We have a feeling we won't go anywhere without ours, too. Soon. Very soon.
Calistog-aaah!
Today has been the perfect blend of business and pleasure. We had a fun business "thing" we had to do in Napa Valley today. So, we decided to book a site at the Napa County Fairgrounds in Calistoga and make it a weekend in wine country.
We caravaned in Bullwinkle and our trusty Jeep and toad-to-be Rocky. A co-worker rode along with Boris and the moose, and Natasha led the way in the Jeep. We checked into our spot and then headed off to our event, about 10 miles away. Hours later, the party was over. Our colleagues readied themselves for an hour or so drive back to the city. And, we happily made the 15-minute trek back to our home away from home.
So, here we sit on the eve of a weekend in wine country. We're camped, fed and watered. The stress of the week is far behind us. It's definitely time to chill. Ahhh!
Happy weekend!
We caravaned in Bullwinkle and our trusty Jeep and toad-to-be Rocky. A co-worker rode along with Boris and the moose, and Natasha led the way in the Jeep. We checked into our spot and then headed off to our event, about 10 miles away. Hours later, the party was over. Our colleagues readied themselves for an hour or so drive back to the city. And, we happily made the 15-minute trek back to our home away from home.
So, here we sit on the eve of a weekend in wine country. We're camped, fed and watered. The stress of the week is far behind us. It's definitely time to chill. Ahhh!
Happy weekend!
Snapped
Lunch time today revealed yet one more sign that it's time for us to hit the road.
Boris snapped.
We were dining in at a hole-in-the-wall deli near our offices this afternoon when we were approached by a panhandler in the restaurant. Now, understand that we work in a neighborhood where panhandling is common place. We've learned to ignore it, and realize in doing so it probably happens more than we realize. Usually, all this takes place on the street. It's a rare occurence to happen inside a dining establishment.
The panhandler approached us and asked for money. Natasha looked up from her lunch at him and said, "No."
The panhandler responded by calling Natasha something that would have anybody's mother reaching for a big bar of soap.
Boris simply reacted. He jumped up and chased the guy out of the restaurant and into traffic on a busy downtown street.
With no harm done, and the foul-mouthed panhandler at bay, we went back to munching our lunch. Once our collective blood pressures returned to something resembling normal, we shared a collective sigh and said together:
"We are so outta' here."
Boris snapped.
We were dining in at a hole-in-the-wall deli near our offices this afternoon when we were approached by a panhandler in the restaurant. Now, understand that we work in a neighborhood where panhandling is common place. We've learned to ignore it, and realize in doing so it probably happens more than we realize. Usually, all this takes place on the street. It's a rare occurence to happen inside a dining establishment.
The panhandler approached us and asked for money. Natasha looked up from her lunch at him and said, "No."
The panhandler responded by calling Natasha something that would have anybody's mother reaching for a big bar of soap.
Boris simply reacted. He jumped up and chased the guy out of the restaurant and into traffic on a busy downtown street.
With no harm done, and the foul-mouthed panhandler at bay, we went back to munching our lunch. Once our collective blood pressures returned to something resembling normal, we shared a collective sigh and said together:
"We are so outta' here."
Stash
While playing domestic goddess this weekend - with all that baking and quilting - I spent some time thinking about how these two activities might - or might not - fit into our fulltiming plans.
Baking requires time, space and tools. The time, I'll have. The space will be considerably reduced. The biggest tool is my trusty Kitchen Aid mixer with the mighty dough hook. And, guess what? It doesn't just take up space. It's heavy!
Truth is, I bake mountains of dinner rolls a couple of times a year. Other than that, the Kitchen Aid is idle. So, if I'm being realistic, this trusty tool doesn't make the fulltiming cut. We can buy mighty tasty dinner rolls on the road. That said, I have an emotional connection to my Kitchen Aid. After all, Boris gave it to me many years ago. And, my interest in it was inspired by my roll baking mother-in-law. Today, I'm the one the family counts on to make these crusty bits of heaven for a big holiday. While this mixer won't be joining us on the road, it will be placed in storage. I am ready to part with every stick of furniture in this house. But, I simply will not part with my Kitchen Aid. That's final.
Oh my! I can see how this is all going to go.
With the rolls freshly baked this weekend, I readied myself to make some progress on the quilt that's been four years in the making. As I assembled the tools for this project, I began to wonder what - if anything - might accompany us on the road.
I quilt a little more often than I bake. But, I can see myself spending a rainy afternoon sewing away at our spacious dinette table. I've read about other fulltimers who quilt. So, I wouldn't be alone. And, I can imagine poking my head into quilting shops across North America. Plus, there's a perfect storage in the moose for my machine, which probably weighs less than the mighty Kitchen Aid. So, it might come along, or spend time in storage. We'll figure it out. That's really not the issue. The real issue is all the stuff that comes along with it.
That's right. I'm talking about my stash.
If you quilt or knit, or have some other crafty hobby, you know what I'm talking about. Every quilter has perfectly folded squares of fabric stashed away for that "someday" project. And, I'm no exception. But as stashes go, mine is small. It all fits into a four-drawer rolling container...sort of. And, I'll confess, after sorting quickly through my stacks of fabric, I came to the conclusion that I'll give most - if not all - of it to a quilting friend. (Whew! That's a relief.)
The portion of my stash I decided I won't part with, though, is my notions. (I had to explain to Boris what "notions" are: they're my sewing tools.) Over the years, I have acquired a nice assortment of rulers, cutters, scissors, seam rippers, cutting mats and such. And, you know what? I like 'em. It took years - and many dollars - to find just the right tools. Whether I take them on the road with us or not, I want to keep them.
Really, just about everything else in our house I will happily part with. But, when it comes to mixers, sewing machines and notions, I think I'll keep 'em.
Baking requires time, space and tools. The time, I'll have. The space will be considerably reduced. The biggest tool is my trusty Kitchen Aid mixer with the mighty dough hook. And, guess what? It doesn't just take up space. It's heavy!
Truth is, I bake mountains of dinner rolls a couple of times a year. Other than that, the Kitchen Aid is idle. So, if I'm being realistic, this trusty tool doesn't make the fulltiming cut. We can buy mighty tasty dinner rolls on the road. That said, I have an emotional connection to my Kitchen Aid. After all, Boris gave it to me many years ago. And, my interest in it was inspired by my roll baking mother-in-law. Today, I'm the one the family counts on to make these crusty bits of heaven for a big holiday. While this mixer won't be joining us on the road, it will be placed in storage. I am ready to part with every stick of furniture in this house. But, I simply will not part with my Kitchen Aid. That's final.
Oh my! I can see how this is all going to go.
With the rolls freshly baked this weekend, I readied myself to make some progress on the quilt that's been four years in the making. As I assembled the tools for this project, I began to wonder what - if anything - might accompany us on the road.
I quilt a little more often than I bake. But, I can see myself spending a rainy afternoon sewing away at our spacious dinette table. I've read about other fulltimers who quilt. So, I wouldn't be alone. And, I can imagine poking my head into quilting shops across North America. Plus, there's a perfect storage in the moose for my machine, which probably weighs less than the mighty Kitchen Aid. So, it might come along, or spend time in storage. We'll figure it out. That's really not the issue. The real issue is all the stuff that comes along with it.
That's right. I'm talking about my stash.
If you quilt or knit, or have some other crafty hobby, you know what I'm talking about. Every quilter has perfectly folded squares of fabric stashed away for that "someday" project. And, I'm no exception. But as stashes go, mine is small. It all fits into a four-drawer rolling container...sort of. And, I'll confess, after sorting quickly through my stacks of fabric, I came to the conclusion that I'll give most - if not all - of it to a quilting friend. (Whew! That's a relief.)
The portion of my stash I decided I won't part with, though, is my notions. (I had to explain to Boris what "notions" are: they're my sewing tools.) Over the years, I have acquired a nice assortment of rulers, cutters, scissors, seam rippers, cutting mats and such. And, you know what? I like 'em. It took years - and many dollars - to find just the right tools. Whether I take them on the road with us or not, I want to keep them.
Really, just about everything else in our house I will happily part with. But, when it comes to mixers, sewing machines and notions, I think I'll keep 'em.
Busy at Home
We're wrapping up what proved to be a very busy weekend here at home, and one that was well worth the sacrifice of a camping weekend. So, yeah for us.
Boris took advantage of two beautiful days and went for a couple of long bike rides in preparation of a bike outing planned for later this week. I took advantage of a Saturday at home to bake 10 dozen dinner rolls and freeze them for two upcoming holiday RV trips. And, if that's not domestic enough, today I made some significant progress on a queen-size quilt top that's been nearly four years in the making. (Completing it is one of my pre-fulltiming to-dos.) We caught up on laundry, which Boris pointed out could've been done in a campground laundry in 90-minutes or so. That has us longing for our fulltime journey! While dreaming of fulltiming, we also purged the closet in our den of a trash can full of stuff and purchased Quicken, which we haven't used for years, to help us get a handle on budgeting for life on the road.
We're getting there.
Boris took advantage of two beautiful days and went for a couple of long bike rides in preparation of a bike outing planned for later this week. I took advantage of a Saturday at home to bake 10 dozen dinner rolls and freeze them for two upcoming holiday RV trips. And, if that's not domestic enough, today I made some significant progress on a queen-size quilt top that's been nearly four years in the making. (Completing it is one of my pre-fulltiming to-dos.) We caught up on laundry, which Boris pointed out could've been done in a campground laundry in 90-minutes or so. That has us longing for our fulltime journey! While dreaming of fulltiming, we also purged the closet in our den of a trash can full of stuff and purchased Quicken, which we haven't used for years, to help us get a handle on budgeting for life on the road.
We're getting there.
Micro Escape
It's not yet happy hour on Friday and we're already back from our weekend outing with Bullwinkle.
Camping is playing second choice to purging and stuff around home this weekend. But, our moose is in need of an oil change before we head south for the Thanksgiving holiday. So, we took care of that today.
Our dealership closed recently. (So glad we incorporated their great service reputation into our buying decision.) And, the nearest Winnie dealership is an hour or so away. So, we went looking for alternatives and found Camping World. We called them up and booked an appointment for our first oil change this afternoon.
We called it a half of a day at work around noon and headed out to meet the moose and drive the 30 minutes or so to CW. While Bullwinkle was getting drained and refilled, we grabbed lunch nearby then picked up a few odds and ends at CW we couldn't live without. With our business done, we headed home from this micro escape.
We felt like salmon swimming upstream. On the other side of the highway we saw motorhomes, fivers and travel trailers heading out for a weekend of fun. And, us? We were going home. As sad as it is to pull into our storage spot on a Sunday, it's almost a tragedy to park it there on a sunny Friday afternoon.
We'd better get a lot done this weekend! That'll make it worth the sacrifice.
Happy Friday!
Camping is playing second choice to purging and stuff around home this weekend. But, our moose is in need of an oil change before we head south for the Thanksgiving holiday. So, we took care of that today.
Our dealership closed recently. (So glad we incorporated their great service reputation into our buying decision.) And, the nearest Winnie dealership is an hour or so away. So, we went looking for alternatives and found Camping World. We called them up and booked an appointment for our first oil change this afternoon.
We called it a half of a day at work around noon and headed out to meet the moose and drive the 30 minutes or so to CW. While Bullwinkle was getting drained and refilled, we grabbed lunch nearby then picked up a few odds and ends at CW we couldn't live without. With our business done, we headed home from this micro escape.
We felt like salmon swimming upstream. On the other side of the highway we saw motorhomes, fivers and travel trailers heading out for a weekend of fun. And, us? We were going home. As sad as it is to pull into our storage spot on a Sunday, it's almost a tragedy to park it there on a sunny Friday afternoon.
We'd better get a lot done this weekend! That'll make it worth the sacrifice.
Happy Friday!
We've Got It...Bad
It's time for true confessions about our obsession. When it comes to thinking, planning, reading and learning about fulltiming, we've got it bad. Real bad.
We read blogs and forums before we leave for work, and we check in on a forum or two while we're there. (For some unknown reason we've made blogs off-limits for ourselves at work.) And, as I've mentioned before, we continue to play Spot the RV from our respective offices. Once we're home, we check back in with our blogging friends, peek in on a forum or two and at last call it a day.
Earlier this week, Natasha raised a question: "What is it that we're looking for as we peruse volumes of data about this lifestyle we're moving toward?" The answer, it seems, remains a mystery. If we're looking for permission to go now instead of later, we've certainly found that. Everywhere we look fulltimers say their only regret, even in these stressful economic times, is that they didn't hit the road sooner. If we're looking for support, we've found that, too - in spades. We think it's the connection we need. It's encouraging and energizing to connect with our soon-to-be clan. Even though the connection is virtual, it's very powerful.
Another question we've been asking ourselves is "Are we TOO obsessed?" We've joked about checking in with a mental health professional to see if we have some kind of shared disorder. But, we nixed that idea.
Instead, we want to ask you.
We know we have a few current and future fulltimers who pass by these parts. Most of you are the shy, quiet type. But, we'd love to hear from you on this one.
Here's your question: On a scale of 1 to 10 - 10 being the highest - how obsessed were/are you about the lifestyle with months to go before you reach(ed) your goal?
Of course, any additional light you'd like to shed on this subject will be most appreciated.
Right now, we're at a 10. How about you?
We read blogs and forums before we leave for work, and we check in on a forum or two while we're there. (For some unknown reason we've made blogs off-limits for ourselves at work.) And, as I've mentioned before, we continue to play Spot the RV from our respective offices. Once we're home, we check back in with our blogging friends, peek in on a forum or two and at last call it a day.
Earlier this week, Natasha raised a question: "What is it that we're looking for as we peruse volumes of data about this lifestyle we're moving toward?" The answer, it seems, remains a mystery. If we're looking for permission to go now instead of later, we've certainly found that. Everywhere we look fulltimers say their only regret, even in these stressful economic times, is that they didn't hit the road sooner. If we're looking for support, we've found that, too - in spades. We think it's the connection we need. It's encouraging and energizing to connect with our soon-to-be clan. Even though the connection is virtual, it's very powerful.
Another question we've been asking ourselves is "Are we TOO obsessed?" We've joked about checking in with a mental health professional to see if we have some kind of shared disorder. But, we nixed that idea.
Instead, we want to ask you.
We know we have a few current and future fulltimers who pass by these parts. Most of you are the shy, quiet type. But, we'd love to hear from you on this one.
Here's your question: On a scale of 1 to 10 - 10 being the highest - how obsessed were/are you about the lifestyle with months to go before you reach(ed) your goal?
Of course, any additional light you'd like to shed on this subject will be most appreciated.
Right now, we're at a 10. How about you?
Meandering
We recently happened across a couple of new fulltimers who are up to what we are planning. Suzanne and Brad are passing through our state on a one-year break from the working world as they travel the country in their travel trailer.
Sounds like big time fun to us.
In an email exchange, they explained that they are meandering in the general direction of south through the state, with no particular place to go until Dec. 1.
Now, that sounds like bigger fun!
Meandering. What a great word.
We looked it up. It means: To follow a winding and turning course; or To move aimlessly and idly without fixed direction.
It dawned on us. We've never meandered. And, that's sad. We've almost always had to be in a certain place at a certain time and spent most of our energy getting from here to there. We've had neither the time or space to meander. But, we absolutely LOVE the idea.
Meandering. We can't wait to give that a try!
(Meanwhile, best wishes for safe and happy meandering for Suzanne and Brad and all of the happy fulltimers out there.)
Sounds like big time fun to us.
In an email exchange, they explained that they are meandering in the general direction of south through the state, with no particular place to go until Dec. 1.
Now, that sounds like bigger fun!
Meandering. What a great word.
We looked it up. It means: To follow a winding and turning course; or To move aimlessly and idly without fixed direction.
It dawned on us. We've never meandered. And, that's sad. We've almost always had to be in a certain place at a certain time and spent most of our energy getting from here to there. We've had neither the time or space to meander. But, we absolutely LOVE the idea.
Meandering. We can't wait to give that a try!
(Meanwhile, best wishes for safe and happy meandering for Suzanne and Brad and all of the happy fulltimers out there.)
Torn
What to do this weekend? That is the question.
Natasha had plans to head out of town this weekend. So, that meant no camping for us and our cats. But, the plans have fallen through and we're asking ourselves if we want to go to head out with Bullwinkle this weekend.
We're mulling it over.
The forecast calls for sunny skies and warm temps during the day with cool nights. Yep. That's one of the reasons we live in Northern California. We live for weekends like this. That said, we've both been dealing with cold bugs and it might do us well to spend a weekend at home to rest up and purge away.
Oh! We don't know.
We're sure to work things out by Friday. Meanwhile, we remain torn.
What a great problem to have!
Natasha had plans to head out of town this weekend. So, that meant no camping for us and our cats. But, the plans have fallen through and we're asking ourselves if we want to go to head out with Bullwinkle this weekend.
We're mulling it over.
The forecast calls for sunny skies and warm temps during the day with cool nights. Yep. That's one of the reasons we live in Northern California. We live for weekends like this. That said, we've both been dealing with cold bugs and it might do us well to spend a weekend at home to rest up and purge away.
Oh! We don't know.
We're sure to work things out by Friday. Meanwhile, we remain torn.
What a great problem to have!
We Love It!
Memory Foam, that is.
With all the kitty hubbub this weekend, we didn't have a chance to mention how well we slept on our new memory foam topper. Aaaaah!
Our biggest concern was heat. Reports we've read are that while memory foam can make it feel like you're sleeping on a cloud, you're likely to roast and toast in the process. We sleep warm enough as it is, thank you very much. This particular topper claimed to be of the "cool" variety. And, turns out, it was. We detected a temp increase of a degree or two, but it wasn't anything to get heated about. The heat pump was set on 65 degrees. We had a sheet, blanket, flannel quilt and a couple of furry cats and we were cozy as could be.
The topper makes the bed 3 inches taller, so we have a new problem. Our queen size flat sheet we use on the bottom (or between us and the mattress pad) is now so narrow we can't tuck the ends in. It's well worth the sacrifice, though.
The taller bed is firmer to the touch. But, once you lay (or lie?) down, you sink into a sumptuous sea of magic stuff that conforms to your body and lulls you to sleep. On night number two, Natasha was catching serious zz's within three minutes, and literally didn't move for almost seven hours!
The downside of this wonderous addition is that it adds more pounds than we thought. It shouldn't have a big impact on our cargo capacity, but when you pull the bed up to reveal the storage underneath, it now needs an extra hand to stay lifted. Again, well worth the sacrifice!
All in all, a good choice and a welcome addition indeed.
With all the kitty hubbub this weekend, we didn't have a chance to mention how well we slept on our new memory foam topper. Aaaaah!
Our biggest concern was heat. Reports we've read are that while memory foam can make it feel like you're sleeping on a cloud, you're likely to roast and toast in the process. We sleep warm enough as it is, thank you very much. This particular topper claimed to be of the "cool" variety. And, turns out, it was. We detected a temp increase of a degree or two, but it wasn't anything to get heated about. The heat pump was set on 65 degrees. We had a sheet, blanket, flannel quilt and a couple of furry cats and we were cozy as could be.
The topper makes the bed 3 inches taller, so we have a new problem. Our queen size flat sheet we use on the bottom (or between us and the mattress pad) is now so narrow we can't tuck the ends in. It's well worth the sacrifice, though.
The taller bed is firmer to the touch. But, once you lay (or lie?) down, you sink into a sumptuous sea of magic stuff that conforms to your body and lulls you to sleep. On night number two, Natasha was catching serious zz's within three minutes, and literally didn't move for almost seven hours!
The downside of this wonderous addition is that it adds more pounds than we thought. It shouldn't have a big impact on our cargo capacity, but when you pull the bed up to reveal the storage underneath, it now needs an extra hand to stay lifted. Again, well worth the sacrifice!
All in all, a good choice and a welcome addition indeed.
Pivotal Trip
After that last post, we feel a real need to let you know that we - and both of our cats - all made it home safely.
On our road to fulltiming, this was indeed a pivotal trip. Taking our cats along was a true test of the reality of our fulltiming dream.
So, how'd they do? Great!
With the exception of the Friday night hide-n-freak incident, the cats' maiden voyage actually went much better than we could have ever expected. They rode just fine in their carriers to the campground. (One was more vocal than the other, but they were both safe and secure.) Once we were settled and they were released, they sniffed and poked around until they felt comfortable. On Saturday, our girl kitty was obviously more at home in this home away from home than her brother. Just as we were convinced that fulltiming might not be for him, he snapped to life on Saturday night (just after he FINALLY decided to use the litterbox). With that, he became the delightful kitty we know and love. Saturday night we slept with everything in its proper spot and the bedroom door wide open with the kitties free to roam our motorhome.
Sunday morning, these two actually acted like they do at home. One peered out the window and the other lazed in bed as long as possible. It was then we both realized our fulltiming dream can become a reality. After all, the "kids" are on board.
Now, there's absolutely nothing stopping us.
On our road to fulltiming, this was indeed a pivotal trip. Taking our cats along was a true test of the reality of our fulltiming dream.
So, how'd they do? Great!
With the exception of the Friday night hide-n-freak incident, the cats' maiden voyage actually went much better than we could have ever expected. They rode just fine in their carriers to the campground. (One was more vocal than the other, but they were both safe and secure.) Once we were settled and they were released, they sniffed and poked around until they felt comfortable. On Saturday, our girl kitty was obviously more at home in this home away from home than her brother. Just as we were convinced that fulltiming might not be for him, he snapped to life on Saturday night (just after he FINALLY decided to use the litterbox). With that, he became the delightful kitty we know and love. Saturday night we slept with everything in its proper spot and the bedroom door wide open with the kitties free to roam our motorhome.
Sunday morning, these two actually acted like they do at home. One peered out the window and the other lazed in bed as long as possible. It was then we both realized our fulltiming dream can become a reality. After all, the "kids" are on board.
Now, there's absolutely nothing stopping us.
Hide-n-Seek
We've done lots of research about how to travel and live in a motorhome with cats. It was all very helpful! One of the consistent pieces of advice warned that cats are experts at finding mysterious hiding spots in an RV. On our pre-cat travels, we did our best to size up spots where our furbabies might hide. Our biggest concerns were the footwells. So, we stuffed the driver's side with leftover memory foam, and the passenger side with a pillow. With that, we were set.
Under the driver's seat was the first hiding spot of choice. Both cats took turns savoring that safe and secure spot. Then, moments after finishing yesterday's post - while we were basking in the joy of successful cat travels - we heard a scurrying sound behind the glove box. And, sure enough, our boy kitty was out of sight. In the blink of an eye, he managed to squeeze his 16-pound frame in between the pillow and the 4-inch tall passenger side footwell. From there, he wiggled his way up into a hidey hole that was impossible to reach.
To say we freaked out would be an understatement.
In the few not-so-fleeting minutes of sheer panic that followed, we tried to coax him from his hiding spot and became increasingly concerned that he wouldn't be able to come out the way he came in. Visions of googling "how to dismantle a Winnebago dashboard" filled our heads. Finally, Boris contorted his over-six-foot frame into the not-a-lot-of-legroom passenger floor and reached an arm through the maze behind the dash. At his fingertips, he felt fur. With more coaxing and a stretch, he was able to get a hand on the kitty and ease him out of the space.
The cat was free. The dashboard was saved. The tears of a grateful kitty mom flowed. And, we stuffed a much bigger pillow in the space.
Once the excitement of the night subsided, we got ready for bed. We put cats, litterbox and water dish in the bedroom with us and closed the door. With everyone safely confined, we crossed our fingers and managed to get a little sleep.
We're pleased to report both cats are present and accounted for...right now, at least.
Under the driver's seat was the first hiding spot of choice. Both cats took turns savoring that safe and secure spot. Then, moments after finishing yesterday's post - while we were basking in the joy of successful cat travels - we heard a scurrying sound behind the glove box. And, sure enough, our boy kitty was out of sight. In the blink of an eye, he managed to squeeze his 16-pound frame in between the pillow and the 4-inch tall passenger side footwell. From there, he wiggled his way up into a hidey hole that was impossible to reach.
To say we freaked out would be an understatement.
In the few not-so-fleeting minutes of sheer panic that followed, we tried to coax him from his hiding spot and became increasingly concerned that he wouldn't be able to come out the way he came in. Visions of googling "how to dismantle a Winnebago dashboard" filled our heads. Finally, Boris contorted his over-six-foot frame into the not-a-lot-of-legroom passenger floor and reached an arm through the maze behind the dash. At his fingertips, he felt fur. With more coaxing and a stretch, he was able to get a hand on the kitty and ease him out of the space.
The cat was free. The dashboard was saved. The tears of a grateful kitty mom flowed. And, we stuffed a much bigger pillow in the space.
Once the excitement of the night subsided, we got ready for bed. We put cats, litterbox and water dish in the bedroom with us and closed the door. With everyone safely confined, we crossed our fingers and managed to get a little sleep.
We're pleased to report both cats are present and accounted for...right now, at least.
Camping with Cats
Getting the cats on the road with us is a key step on our road to fulltiming. They embarked on their maiden voyage this afternoon. And, we are so pleased to report they are doing great!
We're just 1 1/2 hours or so from home, hanging out at the Stockton Delta KOA. It's the perfect spot for us to chill, enjoy the weekend, acclimate the cats and celebrate a milestone!
Pictures and more to come at www.bullwinklestravels.blogspot.com. But, for our current and future fulltiming friends, we're raising a toast to how well the furry members of our family have traveled so far. It's soooooo nice to have them with us. It's official: Now, we're traveling as a family.
Happy Friday to all!
We're just 1 1/2 hours or so from home, hanging out at the Stockton Delta KOA. It's the perfect spot for us to chill, enjoy the weekend, acclimate the cats and celebrate a milestone!
Pictures and more to come at www.bullwinklestravels.blogspot.com. But, for our current and future fulltiming friends, we're raising a toast to how well the furry members of our family have traveled so far. It's soooooo nice to have them with us. It's official: Now, we're traveling as a family.
Happy Friday to all!
O.J.
O.J. has been in the news a bit lately. And, we have something to say about that.
First, a quick update.
It's "camping eve" for our two cats. Tomorrow, like it or not, they become RVing kitties. It should be very exciting.
In preparation of this much anticipated and potentially stressful outing, we've taken extra steps to make tomorrow extra smooth. Tonight, we loaded up the Jeep with stuff (including our shiny new grill) and headed out to see Bullwinkle. Thankfully, all was safe and sound. We had several to-dos to bring order to the place. We trimmed up the mattress topper and put on freshly washed sheets. We stocked the drawers with clothes, the bathroom with towels and the pantry with non-perishables for the weekend. We even exercised the genset just a bit. With all of our to-dos done, we packed the new grill inside the cabin and locked everything up. Bullwinkle is ready to go. All we need now is a cooler and a couple of cats. Our fingers are crossed that all will go smoothly tomorrow.
So, what do we have to say about O.J.?
It ferments.
Early this morning we retrieved our tub of RV non-perishables from the garage. It had been sitting there for six weeks or so since our last trip. A quick pop of the top was met with a most disturbing smell. In the corner of the tub sat two small plastic bottles of orange juice. One of them was a color not usually associated with Florida sunshine. The other was empty - its smelly contents lined the bottom of the tub. It soaked a couple of tubes of Pringles, corroded a can of soup or two beyond the safety point and made a big mess. All the contents found their way to the trash except an unopened bag of Peet's coffee beans. (Thank God for small favors!) Hot water and lots of soap brought the tub back to life, ready to be restocked.
And, for the record, we have now categorized O.J. as a perishable. Hey, we're still newbies!
Next post will be from the road with our furry friends. Stay tuned.
First, a quick update.
It's "camping eve" for our two cats. Tomorrow, like it or not, they become RVing kitties. It should be very exciting.
In preparation of this much anticipated and potentially stressful outing, we've taken extra steps to make tomorrow extra smooth. Tonight, we loaded up the Jeep with stuff (including our shiny new grill) and headed out to see Bullwinkle. Thankfully, all was safe and sound. We had several to-dos to bring order to the place. We trimmed up the mattress topper and put on freshly washed sheets. We stocked the drawers with clothes, the bathroom with towels and the pantry with non-perishables for the weekend. We even exercised the genset just a bit. With all of our to-dos done, we packed the new grill inside the cabin and locked everything up. Bullwinkle is ready to go. All we need now is a cooler and a couple of cats. Our fingers are crossed that all will go smoothly tomorrow.
So, what do we have to say about O.J.?
It ferments.
Early this morning we retrieved our tub of RV non-perishables from the garage. It had been sitting there for six weeks or so since our last trip. A quick pop of the top was met with a most disturbing smell. In the corner of the tub sat two small plastic bottles of orange juice. One of them was a color not usually associated with Florida sunshine. The other was empty - its smelly contents lined the bottom of the tub. It soaked a couple of tubes of Pringles, corroded a can of soup or two beyond the safety point and made a big mess. All the contents found their way to the trash except an unopened bag of Peet's coffee beans. (Thank God for small favors!) Hot water and lots of soap brought the tub back to life, ready to be restocked.
And, for the record, we have now categorized O.J. as a perishable. Hey, we're still newbies!
Next post will be from the road with our furry friends. Stay tuned.
Boris is Brilliant!
We're gearing up for a camping weekend - the first in a long time - so, the mood around our house is getting increasingly lighter. And, that's all good!
That said, watching the markets take a tumble has left one of us (the principal writer here) wondering and worrying, just a little. My biggest concern, of course, is that this most recent bust will put a crimp in our fulltiming plans. After all, we are fiercely determined to make this dream real. I don't want no stinkin' stock market to delay our plans.
"No worries," Boris said. "Remember our ladder."
Oh yeah. I wrote about that ladder Boris bought a couple of months back: a bunch of zero coupon bonds that are keeping two years of our estimated fulltiming expenses safe and secure. They'll be ready and waiting for us, beginning in February.
I supported the idea back then. Today, I think it's simply brilliant!
That said, watching the markets take a tumble has left one of us (the principal writer here) wondering and worrying, just a little. My biggest concern, of course, is that this most recent bust will put a crimp in our fulltiming plans. After all, we are fiercely determined to make this dream real. I don't want no stinkin' stock market to delay our plans.
"No worries," Boris said. "Remember our ladder."
Oh yeah. I wrote about that ladder Boris bought a couple of months back: a bunch of zero coupon bonds that are keeping two years of our estimated fulltiming expenses safe and secure. They'll be ready and waiting for us, beginning in February.
I supported the idea back then. Today, I think it's simply brilliant!
Low Energy
We had plans to accomplish much around the house this weekend. But, Boris is recovering from a cold and Natasha is fighting one off. Plus, the way the weekend got started - discovering the theft of our grill and stuff at the storage facility - we quickly shifted our expectations to "low."
A police report has been filed. (Not that it will really matter.) And, the stolen stuff has been reordered. (That was TONS of fun.) We managed to muster enough energy to do a wee bit of purging today. We gotta' keep things moving.
We shopped around a bit for a new storage facility. The jury is still out on that.
We had dinner with long-time friends last night and shared our fulltiming plans with them. They say we're nuts. We think they might be just a wee bit jealous.
And, to top everything off, one of our cats piddled where he shouldn't. We're chalking it up to the stress of the box change and are hoping everything works out OK.
Bottom line: We're keeping our eye on the prize. Today marks five months before Boris is vested in his retirement plan. That's the day we will, at last, be "cleared" to hit the road. When we actually go is yet to be determined, but even on a low energy weekend, we can put our hands together for that.
Plus, we're "camping" on Friday.
Yahoo!!!
A police report has been filed. (Not that it will really matter.) And, the stolen stuff has been reordered. (That was TONS of fun.) We managed to muster enough energy to do a wee bit of purging today. We gotta' keep things moving.
We shopped around a bit for a new storage facility. The jury is still out on that.
We had dinner with long-time friends last night and shared our fulltiming plans with them. They say we're nuts. We think they might be just a wee bit jealous.
And, to top everything off, one of our cats piddled where he shouldn't. We're chalking it up to the stress of the box change and are hoping everything works out OK.
Bottom line: We're keeping our eye on the prize. Today marks five months before Boris is vested in his retirement plan. That's the day we will, at last, be "cleared" to hit the road. When we actually go is yet to be determined, but even on a low energy weekend, we can put our hands together for that.
Plus, we're "camping" on Friday.
Yahoo!!!
Pisser
No, this post doesn't have anything to do with the new litterboxes. Everything in that department is moving just fine, thanks.
This afternoon we ducked out of the office early and made a run to the RV to drop off the new memory foam topper. When we pulled up to Bullwinkle, we noticed the latches on two of the basement doors were pulled up. (Boris, you see, is fastidious about making sure each bay is latched and locked.) The doors were still locked, but something wasn't right. We opened the big curbside bay and made the disturbing discovery.
Our new Weber Q is gone.
See what we mean? Pisser.
Also vanished is the grill cover and brush, and a box that contained four bottles of propane and one bottle of distilled water. Everything else in the basement and inside was fine. We went to the office of this "safe and secure" storage facility. They offered little help. And, we got the feeling this wasn't the first time this sort of thing has happened.
Thankfully, Bullwinkle wasn't damaged in this caper. And, nobody was hurt. Another lucky break was that we spotted it was missing before we arrived at a campground ready to grill a couple of steaks. It could have been much worse.
So, we'll be shopping for a new Q soon - and perhaps a new storage facility, too. We'll store the Q safely inside the rig until we hit the road fulltime.
That can't happen soon enough.
This afternoon we ducked out of the office early and made a run to the RV to drop off the new memory foam topper. When we pulled up to Bullwinkle, we noticed the latches on two of the basement doors were pulled up. (Boris, you see, is fastidious about making sure each bay is latched and locked.) The doors were still locked, but something wasn't right. We opened the big curbside bay and made the disturbing discovery.
Our new Weber Q is gone.
See what we mean? Pisser.
Also vanished is the grill cover and brush, and a box that contained four bottles of propane and one bottle of distilled water. Everything else in the basement and inside was fine. We went to the office of this "safe and secure" storage facility. They offered little help. And, we got the feeling this wasn't the first time this sort of thing has happened.
Thankfully, Bullwinkle wasn't damaged in this caper. And, nobody was hurt. Another lucky break was that we spotted it was missing before we arrived at a campground ready to grill a couple of steaks. It could have been much worse.
So, we'll be shopping for a new Q soon - and perhaps a new storage facility, too. We'll store the Q safely inside the rig until we hit the road fulltime.
That can't happen soon enough.
Meow Meow
It's a new month, and time for a new project on our pre-fulltiming list. October is the month of the cats. They don't know it yet, (or so we think) but our two felines are in for some big changes this month as we do our best to get them ready for life on the road.
Our goal: to have them accompany us on our 10-day Thanksgiving trip.
We've done some preliminary training: taken them on short Jeep rides and attempted to go for walks wearing a harness and leash. They're not crazy about either, but both are mildly tolerable. It's time to turn up the intensity on those efforts. Sometime this month we'll hit the road in the moose for a night or two close to home. We'll bring them along and see how it goes. We're sure to learn lots.
Another project for "cat month" is introducing a litter system that's designed to be much more RV friendly. The Tidy Cat Breeze System proclaims to eliminate a lot of the muss and fuss of this aspect of cat life. (The video explaining it all is funny: "This is where the pee is conquered.") It's very different than what our cats are used to. And, cats don't exactly have a reputation as agents of change. So, we're following the "transition" instructions closely, and we'll see how it goes.
It should be an interesting month. We'll keep you posted.
Our goal: to have them accompany us on our 10-day Thanksgiving trip.
We've done some preliminary training: taken them on short Jeep rides and attempted to go for walks wearing a harness and leash. They're not crazy about either, but both are mildly tolerable. It's time to turn up the intensity on those efforts. Sometime this month we'll hit the road in the moose for a night or two close to home. We'll bring them along and see how it goes. We're sure to learn lots.
Another project for "cat month" is introducing a litter system that's designed to be much more RV friendly. The Tidy Cat Breeze System proclaims to eliminate a lot of the muss and fuss of this aspect of cat life. (The video explaining it all is funny: "This is where the pee is conquered.") It's very different than what our cats are used to. And, cats don't exactly have a reputation as agents of change. So, we're following the "transition" instructions closely, and we'll see how it goes.
It should be an interesting month. We'll keep you posted.
Memory Foam
Natasha made an executive decision the other day: We need a memory foam topper. 'Twas a decision that Boris certainly supported -- anything and everything in the name of a good night's sleep.
We love sleeping in Bullwinkle. And, that said, things could be a bit more comfy. When we compare sleeping at home with sleeping in the RV, the RV gets big points for environment and relaxation. But, it the comfort department, our stick house bed wins -- hands down.
We did plenty of research into what we could do to improve our sleeping comfort on the road. The answer became clear: a memory foam topper. And, not just any memory foam. We needed the stuff that does the best to keep you cool as well as comfortable. (Reports are that the regular stuff can get mighty toasty.) It comes in heights between 1-inch and 4, and in various densities (whatever that means). Finally, we landed on the topper for us: a 3-inch "mem-cool" memory foam topper from overstock.com.
Natasha got an email from Overstock announcing a bedding sale and $1 shipping. She went for it. It shipped today. With any luck, we'll be slumbering peacefully in memory foam on our next outing.
Meanwhile, sweet dreams.
We love sleeping in Bullwinkle. And, that said, things could be a bit more comfy. When we compare sleeping at home with sleeping in the RV, the RV gets big points for environment and relaxation. But, it the comfort department, our stick house bed wins -- hands down.
We did plenty of research into what we could do to improve our sleeping comfort on the road. The answer became clear: a memory foam topper. And, not just any memory foam. We needed the stuff that does the best to keep you cool as well as comfortable. (Reports are that the regular stuff can get mighty toasty.) It comes in heights between 1-inch and 4, and in various densities (whatever that means). Finally, we landed on the topper for us: a 3-inch "mem-cool" memory foam topper from overstock.com.
Natasha got an email from Overstock announcing a bedding sale and $1 shipping. She went for it. It shipped today. With any luck, we'll be slumbering peacefully in memory foam on our next outing.
Meanwhile, sweet dreams.
A Fix
After being away from home for 10 days, and far from Bullwinkle a couple of weeks longer than that, we found ourselves arriving home today a bit jet lagged and missing our moose.
Plus, a question had been looming in the back of Natasha's mind since the day we washed our Winnie: "Did I turn the water pump off?" It doesn't really matter because we triple checked that we disconnected the coach and chassis batteries before our departure. But, you know how it is when you can't let a question like that go! So, from the airport we headed to the stick house and grabbed a post-flight nap. Then, we jumped in the car and headed for our storage spot.
Yep, we got our fix.
There sat Bullwinkle, safe and sound(and still mighty shiny). When Natasha flipped the switch to re-engage the batteries, she detected the familiar hum of the water pump starting up. She checked the switch. Sure enough, it was on.
With the flip of a switch her mind was again at ease. And, with a turn of a key we were both relieved to hear the engine fire up easily. Bullwinkle was rarin' to go.
So are we!
Plus, a question had been looming in the back of Natasha's mind since the day we washed our Winnie: "Did I turn the water pump off?" It doesn't really matter because we triple checked that we disconnected the coach and chassis batteries before our departure. But, you know how it is when you can't let a question like that go! So, from the airport we headed to the stick house and grabbed a post-flight nap. Then, we jumped in the car and headed for our storage spot.
Yep, we got our fix.
There sat Bullwinkle, safe and sound(and still mighty shiny). When Natasha flipped the switch to re-engage the batteries, she detected the familiar hum of the water pump starting up. She checked the switch. Sure enough, it was on.
With the flip of a switch her mind was again at ease. And, with a turn of a key we were both relieved to hear the engine fire up easily. Bullwinkle was rarin' to go.
So are we!
Longevity Bonus
Here in Atlanta, we've had the pleasure of seeing and listening to Ken Dychtwald. Natasha's been a big fan of him and his body of work. He's chronicled the life and times of us Baby Boomers and our impact on, well, everything. Cool stuff.
One of Dr. Dychtwald's themes is that Boomers (and the generations following us) are planning a "cyclical life". Instead of going to school for 20 years, working for 40 or 45 and retiring for how many years after that you're blessed with, our generation is cycling in and out of education, work and leisure time throughout our lives. Dychtwald calls these periodic periods away from work as "Longevity Bonuses". Fact is, we're all living longer. And, rather than taking advantage of those extra years when we're 85, we're using them earlier. These are times of 1-10 years when we step away from work to learn something new, explore, refresh and recharge. Then, we tackle the next chapter of our work with renewed passion.
This wasn't the first time we'd heard this message. But, being months away from stepping away from full time work to fulltiming for a few years, we found it most inspiring. No longer are we wondering if our great escape is retirement or sabbatical. Now we know it's a longevity bonus!
One of Dr. Dychtwald's themes is that Boomers (and the generations following us) are planning a "cyclical life". Instead of going to school for 20 years, working for 40 or 45 and retiring for how many years after that you're blessed with, our generation is cycling in and out of education, work and leisure time throughout our lives. Dychtwald calls these periodic periods away from work as "Longevity Bonuses". Fact is, we're all living longer. And, rather than taking advantage of those extra years when we're 85, we're using them earlier. These are times of 1-10 years when we step away from work to learn something new, explore, refresh and recharge. Then, we tackle the next chapter of our work with renewed passion.
This wasn't the first time we'd heard this message. But, being months away from stepping away from full time work to fulltiming for a few years, we found it most inspiring. No longer are we wondering if our great escape is retirement or sabbatical. Now we know it's a longevity bonus!
Farther From Home
Greetings from Atlanta. We're even further away from our stick house and coach...here for a few days to do business at a big conference.
Our trip in and around Kansas City was lots of fun. We made an ongoing joke as we checked out the driveways of relatives. Upon arrival, we declared them level or not, which made our relatives -- especially the ones with the level driveways -- just a wee bit nervous. We're kidding, of course, as we're also checking out local campgrounds. But, it was fun watching everyone squirm.
They're all wondering what we're really up to.
Our trip in and around Kansas City was lots of fun. We made an ongoing joke as we checked out the driveways of relatives. Upon arrival, we declared them level or not, which made our relatives -- especially the ones with the level driveways -- just a wee bit nervous. We're kidding, of course, as we're also checking out local campgrounds. But, it was fun watching everyone squirm.
They're all wondering what we're really up to.
Far Away Road Trip
Greetings from Topeka, Kansas! We're 2000 miles from our stick house and our coach.
We're passing through the town of Boris' birth on I-70 headed toward western Kansas for a family wedding this weekend. We're keeping ourselves occupied with a few rounds of "Whats'at?" and wishing we were in our moose. The windshield of this rental car is really small!
We're also test driving a Verizon air card, which is lots of fun. This one belongs to the boss, but it's going on our fulltiming shopping list. I can see myself surfing the web from the co-pilot's seat. Very handy!
Well, I suppose I ought to log into the office and see what's up.
Happy weekend!
We're passing through the town of Boris' birth on I-70 headed toward western Kansas for a family wedding this weekend. We're keeping ourselves occupied with a few rounds of "Whats'at?" and wishing we were in our moose. The windshield of this rental car is really small!
We're also test driving a Verizon air card, which is lots of fun. This one belongs to the boss, but it's going on our fulltiming shopping list. I can see myself surfing the web from the co-pilot's seat. Very handy!
Well, I suppose I ought to log into the office and see what's up.
Happy weekend!
Congrats to Friends
We received news today that Marie and Roger, the friends we met in Plymouth who joined us at Casini Ranch, just bought a new-to-them rig.
Whoo-hoo!
We're so happy for them. They admired our rig and shopped intensely for one just like it. But, no luck. Turns out, they fell in love with a beautiful rig that was parked at a campground we visited just a couple of weeks earlier. We admired it when we were there. (It's gorgeous!) They saw it and decided they couldn't live without it.
How fun is that?
They're picking it up at the windy campground not far from our storage spot on Sunday night. As much as we'd love to meet them there and give them a proper send off, we can't. We'll be out of town.
Bummer.
They are days away from their Christmas Eve. Gosh, we know how good that feels. We'll send them our best from halfway across the country.
And, just a little piece of us will be a little bit jealous!
Whoo-hoo!
We're so happy for them. They admired our rig and shopped intensely for one just like it. But, no luck. Turns out, they fell in love with a beautiful rig that was parked at a campground we visited just a couple of weeks earlier. We admired it when we were there. (It's gorgeous!) They saw it and decided they couldn't live without it.
How fun is that?
They're picking it up at the windy campground not far from our storage spot on Sunday night. As much as we'd love to meet them there and give them a proper send off, we can't. We'll be out of town.
Bummer.
They are days away from their Christmas Eve. Gosh, we know how good that feels. We'll send them our best from halfway across the country.
And, just a little piece of us will be a little bit jealous!
The Wave
On the way home from our weekend work thing, we enjoyed another round of "Whats'at?" and wished we were behind the wheel of Bullwinkle and heading off to places yet discovered.
Natasha was at the wheel of our four-door sedan on a two-lane highway heading out of Half Moon Bay when we spotted two Class A's coming our way. After the requisite chorus of "Whats'at? Whats'at" she exclaimed, "It's a JOURNEY!!!!!!"
What happened next was reflex, plain and simple. She gave a big wave to the first of the two Class A's.
After all, they were Winnie people -- members of our on-the-road clan. They were on the road, enjoying a Sunday afternoon drive toward the beach. We were extremely jealous. And, for that, they got a wave.
Miles down the road, we looked at each other and wondered. What do you think the captain of that big diesel pusher thought when a lady behind a wheel of a BMW gave him a big wave?
We hope he understood!
Natasha was at the wheel of our four-door sedan on a two-lane highway heading out of Half Moon Bay when we spotted two Class A's coming our way. After the requisite chorus of "Whats'at? Whats'at" she exclaimed, "It's a JOURNEY!!!!!!"
What happened next was reflex, plain and simple. She gave a big wave to the first of the two Class A's.
After all, they were Winnie people -- members of our on-the-road clan. They were on the road, enjoying a Sunday afternoon drive toward the beach. We were extremely jealous. And, for that, they got a wave.
Miles down the road, we looked at each other and wondered. What do you think the captain of that big diesel pusher thought when a lady behind a wheel of a BMW gave him a big wave?
We hope he understood!
"Whats'at?"
Short Friday for us today. We're hitting the road midday for a weekend work thing about an hour or so south of here. For a change, we're heading off in the car and will stay in a hotel. (Hmmm. Can we handle being on the road without the RV? We'll see!)
On the way to and from, we'll play one of our favorite new road trip games: "Whats'at?" (It was originally "What's That?" But, we've become very sloppy!) This is the road trip version of "Spot the RV".
As we're driving down the road, one of will spot an RV coming toward us and say, "Whats'at? Whats'at?" That launches the shared task of determining as many details as we can about the approaching RV. It's a "score" when we can name class, make and model. We must admit, we're getting pretty good.
We must also admit we're pretty geeky newbies.
Happy Weekend!
On the way to and from, we'll play one of our favorite new road trip games: "Whats'at?" (It was originally "What's That?" But, we've become very sloppy!) This is the road trip version of "Spot the RV".
As we're driving down the road, one of will spot an RV coming toward us and say, "Whats'at? Whats'at?" That launches the shared task of determining as many details as we can about the approaching RV. It's a "score" when we can name class, make and model. We must admit, we're getting pretty good.
We must also admit we're pretty geeky newbies.
Happy Weekend!
Playlist
We both have an ipod nano. And, we love 'em. They are a reflection of our musical tastes: wide and varied.
These days, Natasha's ipod is also reflecting our emerging lifestyle. It has one particular playlist that's our most played: RV Songs. These songs make us think, smile and look forward to the future.
What's on the list? Take a look:
This Is Us - Mark Knoplfer and Emmy Lou Harris
"You and me and our making history. This is us."
Heads Carolina, Tails Carolina - JoDee Messina
Where? It don't matter 'long as we're goin' somewhere together.
Free and Easy (Down the Road I Go) - Dierks Bentley
"Got the sun shinin' on me like a big spotlight. So I know everything is gonna be alright."
Around the Bend - Randy Travis
"I don't know what waits, but I am not afraid. I'll just make my own sweet way around the bend."
Life Is a Highway - Rascal Flatts
"Through all these cities and all these towns. It's in my blood and it's all around."
What About Now - Lonestar
"We can chase these dreams down the interstate."
Unwritten - Natasha Bedingfield
"Reaching for something in the distance. So close you can almost taste it."
My Wish - Rascal Flatts
"Your dreams stay big, your worries stay small. You never need to carry more than you can hold."
Yep. That's what we're listening to these days. And, the list keeps growing.
Do you have a song that inspires you while you're on the road or wanting to be? Please share!
These days, Natasha's ipod is also reflecting our emerging lifestyle. It has one particular playlist that's our most played: RV Songs. These songs make us think, smile and look forward to the future.
What's on the list? Take a look:
This Is Us - Mark Knoplfer and Emmy Lou Harris
"You and me and our making history. This is us."
Heads Carolina, Tails Carolina - JoDee Messina
Where? It don't matter 'long as we're goin' somewhere together.
Free and Easy (Down the Road I Go) - Dierks Bentley
"Got the sun shinin' on me like a big spotlight. So I know everything is gonna be alright."
Around the Bend - Randy Travis
"I don't know what waits, but I am not afraid. I'll just make my own sweet way around the bend."
Life Is a Highway - Rascal Flatts
"Through all these cities and all these towns. It's in my blood and it's all around."
What About Now - Lonestar
"We can chase these dreams down the interstate."
Unwritten - Natasha Bedingfield
"Reaching for something in the distance. So close you can almost taste it."
My Wish - Rascal Flatts
"Your dreams stay big, your worries stay small. You never need to carry more than you can hold."
Yep. That's what we're listening to these days. And, the list keeps growing.
Do you have a song that inspires you while you're on the road or wanting to be? Please share!
A Bust
That's how we're thinking about the month of September. As far as making progress toward our goal of fulltiming, or even getting out for a weekend or two, this month gets a big fat goose egg.
We have a business gig close to home this weekend, a trip to a family wedding the next, then a business trip the next. By the time we're home again, it'll be October. All the while, our freshly washed moose will gather dust.
Bummer.
As bummed as we are that we can't be camping for the next several weekends, we're actually more bummed that we can't be purging! (Now how sick is that?)
So, what are we committed to this month? We're committed to enhancing our plans. Wherever we go this month, we'll have our laptops in tow. So, with time here and there to think, and ready access to Excel, we'll work on to-do lists and planning. That'll be some progress.
Meanwhile, we're already looking forward to October!
We have a business gig close to home this weekend, a trip to a family wedding the next, then a business trip the next. By the time we're home again, it'll be October. All the while, our freshly washed moose will gather dust.
Bummer.
As bummed as we are that we can't be camping for the next several weekends, we're actually more bummed that we can't be purging! (Now how sick is that?)
So, what are we committed to this month? We're committed to enhancing our plans. Wherever we go this month, we'll have our laptops in tow. So, with time here and there to think, and ready access to Excel, we'll work on to-do lists and planning. That'll be some progress.
Meanwhile, we're already looking forward to October!
Looking for a Ladder
On Natasha's first full day of psychological unemployment, we headed off to Camping World to make a vital purchase we need for our big "to-do" for tomorrow. Tomorrow, Bullwinkle gets his first bath. And, if you're gonna' bathe a 13-feet tall moose, you need a ladder. So we went to get one.
We'd done our research in the world of ladders for RVers. We own a fairly compact folding stepladder. But, the thing weighs a ton (or close to it), so we looked for something alot lighter and a little more compact.
We landed on a 7-foot double-sided job that folds up to the size of a fishing pole. (That's pretty amazing.) A review of the 6-foot version of the same model claimed "this is the one" and encouraged us "not to hesitate to buy." So, we thought we'd make the drive to CW and check it out.
There were this morning, in the ladder aisle at CW, with our hands on the ladder we'd driven a long way to buy, when we were greeted by a friendly CW shopper.
"Have you tried one of those?" He asked.
We replied that we had not, and he launched into a story about his bad experience having one. He said he climbed up and it crumpled into nothing. And, he blamed it on the ladder. He claimed it could only be used on level surfaces and was only rated for 200 pounds.
We asked what he had and he told us. It was a model akin to the heavy compact one we house in our garage. We made nice conversation and said we'd think about it. We headed off to another department and they went on their way.
Somewhere between patio mats and shower accessories, we conferred and agreed that we'd just wait for them to leave. Then we'd take a chance and buy the ladder we'd come for. We wandered around the store looking at all the things we can't live without. Boris kept an eye on our friendly ladder advisers. Finally, he came around a corner and reported they were at the checkout. We grabbed the goods and made our way to make the purchase.
One of the things we love about RVers is how friendly and helpful they are. And, this was no exception. But, today, there were a couple of other things to consider. The ladder, you see, is actually rated at 225 pounds. Neither of us is within 35 pounds of that limit. And, our helpful camping advisers? Not that we're experts at making such estimates, but he looked like he was closing in on 300 pounds.
We stopped by Bullwinkle on the way home to drop off the newly purchased ladder. Boris unwrapped and unfolded the thing and gave it a test climb. It was steady as a rock.
And, just for the record, we don't intend to use it on any uneven surfaces.
We'd done our research in the world of ladders for RVers. We own a fairly compact folding stepladder. But, the thing weighs a ton (or close to it), so we looked for something alot lighter and a little more compact.
We landed on a 7-foot double-sided job that folds up to the size of a fishing pole. (That's pretty amazing.) A review of the 6-foot version of the same model claimed "this is the one" and encouraged us "not to hesitate to buy." So, we thought we'd make the drive to CW and check it out.
There were this morning, in the ladder aisle at CW, with our hands on the ladder we'd driven a long way to buy, when we were greeted by a friendly CW shopper.
"Have you tried one of those?" He asked.
We replied that we had not, and he launched into a story about his bad experience having one. He said he climbed up and it crumpled into nothing. And, he blamed it on the ladder. He claimed it could only be used on level surfaces and was only rated for 200 pounds.
We asked what he had and he told us. It was a model akin to the heavy compact one we house in our garage. We made nice conversation and said we'd think about it. We headed off to another department and they went on their way.
Somewhere between patio mats and shower accessories, we conferred and agreed that we'd just wait for them to leave. Then we'd take a chance and buy the ladder we'd come for. We wandered around the store looking at all the things we can't live without. Boris kept an eye on our friendly ladder advisers. Finally, he came around a corner and reported they were at the checkout. We grabbed the goods and made our way to make the purchase.
One of the things we love about RVers is how friendly and helpful they are. And, this was no exception. But, today, there were a couple of other things to consider. The ladder, you see, is actually rated at 225 pounds. Neither of us is within 35 pounds of that limit. And, our helpful camping advisers? Not that we're experts at making such estimates, but he looked like he was closing in on 300 pounds.
We stopped by Bullwinkle on the way home to drop off the newly purchased ladder. Boris unwrapped and unfolded the thing and gave it a test climb. It was steady as a rock.
And, just for the record, we don't intend to use it on any uneven surfaces.
I Quit
Natasha here. Just thought you might like to know from whence this dramatic headline came. And, that said, it's really not all that dramatic. However, today was a pivotal day.
Today was the day when, given everything we have planned and what we're up to, I emotionally disconnected from my job. FYI, that's a huge step for me. As a career workaholic, my identity has long been wrapped up in my work. (How messy!)
The details really don't matter. I'm still there physically, and will be there - hopefully - for a few months. But, today I have fresh perspective. This job, you see, is temporary. And, it's not the most important thing I'm up to these days.
I have bigger plans!
Most people would look at me and say I have a great job. They'd wonder what problems I could possibly have with this dreamy job. Well, all I can say is things can look bright and rosy on the outside. Inside, it can be dark and ugly.
Well, I'm done with the dark and ugly. From here on out I'm concentrating on doing the best work I can do from 9-5 every day. Beyond that, folks, I have my eye on the prize.
And, what a wonderful prize it is.
This dream we have is bigger, better, more satisfying and fulfilling than any work I've ever done. (And, I've been up to some big stuff!) This is about exploring, simplifying, stretching, changing. It's all good.
So, it's official. Effective today, that's my focus.
Today was the day when, given everything we have planned and what we're up to, I emotionally disconnected from my job. FYI, that's a huge step for me. As a career workaholic, my identity has long been wrapped up in my work. (How messy!)
The details really don't matter. I'm still there physically, and will be there - hopefully - for a few months. But, today I have fresh perspective. This job, you see, is temporary. And, it's not the most important thing I'm up to these days.
I have bigger plans!
Most people would look at me and say I have a great job. They'd wonder what problems I could possibly have with this dreamy job. Well, all I can say is things can look bright and rosy on the outside. Inside, it can be dark and ugly.
Well, I'm done with the dark and ugly. From here on out I'm concentrating on doing the best work I can do from 9-5 every day. Beyond that, folks, I have my eye on the prize.
And, what a wonderful prize it is.
This dream we have is bigger, better, more satisfying and fulfilling than any work I've ever done. (And, I've been up to some big stuff!) This is about exploring, simplifying, stretching, changing. It's all good.
So, it's official. Effective today, that's my focus.
A Site to See
Today was as long as yesterday was hard.
Our workday extended well into the night, with a "thing" we had to attend in the North Bay, an hour or so away. The Bay Area traffic gods were with us on the way up, so we found ourselves in Petaluma an hour or so early. We made use of the time well, doing a bit of scouting work.
We stopped by a Winnebago dealer we've never met -- no, not to shop -- to check out the service department. Since the dealership where we bought the moose is closing, we need a new dealership to call home. This one looks like it'll work. Now that we know where it is, we'll give it a shot.
We also cruised by a KOA in the area. This is another one we've read about and thought it might serve as a nearby getaway. Now, we wondered if it would work as a spot to hang out before or after getting service. Unlike the KOA in Cloverdale, this campground is just off the highway. So, it was worth a quick look.
So, in the late afternoon, we pulled the car into the drive by the little teepee and parked at the office. We walked inside and were greeted by a friendly KOA-er. We explained that we'd never been there before and were interested in checking the place out for a future visit in our RV. She encouraged us to take a stroll around the place. So, we did.
As we began to wander around the pull-throughs with full hookups and checking out this site and that, we offered friendly hellos to several campers. The hellos they offered in return were accompanied by a somewhat puzzled look. Suddenly, we realized what they were seeing. The two of us were strolling through a campground in formal business attire!
With Boris in a tie and Natasha in heels, turns out we were the site (er, sight) to see.
Our workday extended well into the night, with a "thing" we had to attend in the North Bay, an hour or so away. The Bay Area traffic gods were with us on the way up, so we found ourselves in Petaluma an hour or so early. We made use of the time well, doing a bit of scouting work.
We stopped by a Winnebago dealer we've never met -- no, not to shop -- to check out the service department. Since the dealership where we bought the moose is closing, we need a new dealership to call home. This one looks like it'll work. Now that we know where it is, we'll give it a shot.
We also cruised by a KOA in the area. This is another one we've read about and thought it might serve as a nearby getaway. Now, we wondered if it would work as a spot to hang out before or after getting service. Unlike the KOA in Cloverdale, this campground is just off the highway. So, it was worth a quick look.
So, in the late afternoon, we pulled the car into the drive by the little teepee and parked at the office. We walked inside and were greeted by a friendly KOA-er. We explained that we'd never been there before and were interested in checking the place out for a future visit in our RV. She encouraged us to take a stroll around the place. So, we did.
As we began to wander around the pull-throughs with full hookups and checking out this site and that, we offered friendly hellos to several campers. The hellos they offered in return were accompanied by a somewhat puzzled look. Suddenly, we realized what they were seeing. The two of us were strolling through a campground in formal business attire!
With Boris in a tie and Natasha in heels, turns out we were the site (er, sight) to see.
A Monday on Wednesday
Today was HARD!
Back at the office, our coworkers commented on how tan and relaxed we looked. Yep, four days on the Northern California coast in our home away from home can be very therapeutic. (In fact, we recommend it!)
Although it was Wednesday, it felt like Monday with a capital M. Thinking about new RVing friends touring wineries in Mendocino County certainly didn't help. While both of us were sitting at our desks, we were the first to admit that was the last place we each wanted to be.
We yearned with our hearts, souls, minds and bodies to be on the road today. It is indescribable! Boy, did we want to be out there!
We met for lunch (so nice that we can do that) and came to a shared reality. As much as we'd love to be on the road right now, the truth is: We are not ready. We have SOOOOOO much to do. There's stuff to sort through, storage and moving to arrange, a rough itinerary to plan and jobs to wrap up. Oh yeah, and a house to sell.
As much as we want right now to be the time to go, it isn't.
That's just how it is.
With the truth out in the open, it was easier to take on the afternoon and keep breathing.
We'll be out there soon enough. But, right now, we have work to do. And, as often as we can we'll make time on weekends and holidays to get a healthy taste of what we're moving toward.
We'll get there...eventually.
Back at the office, our coworkers commented on how tan and relaxed we looked. Yep, four days on the Northern California coast in our home away from home can be very therapeutic. (In fact, we recommend it!)
Although it was Wednesday, it felt like Monday with a capital M. Thinking about new RVing friends touring wineries in Mendocino County certainly didn't help. While both of us were sitting at our desks, we were the first to admit that was the last place we each wanted to be.
We yearned with our hearts, souls, minds and bodies to be on the road today. It is indescribable! Boy, did we want to be out there!
We met for lunch (so nice that we can do that) and came to a shared reality. As much as we'd love to be on the road right now, the truth is: We are not ready. We have SOOOOOO much to do. There's stuff to sort through, storage and moving to arrange, a rough itinerary to plan and jobs to wrap up. Oh yeah, and a house to sell.
As much as we want right now to be the time to go, it isn't.
That's just how it is.
With the truth out in the open, it was easier to take on the afternoon and keep breathing.
We'll be out there soon enough. But, right now, we have work to do. And, as often as we can we'll make time on weekends and holidays to get a healthy taste of what we're moving toward.
We'll get there...eventually.
Just a Taste
Details of our holiday weekend trip are now available on Bullwinkle's Travels. However, this space is reserved for more important matters.
Today we had just a taste of what life might be like as fulltimers.
We woke up early at our delightful site at Pomo RV Park and Campground. As the sunshine started to peek through the pine trees, we enjoyed our coffee and breakfast and visited a few of our favorite blogs. (Oh, what would it be like to make this a daily routine?)
We spotted a theme in today's entries: Fulltimers were traveling today. Gordon and Juanita were heading out of Valdez. Darrell and Judy were leaving the Adirondacks. Ed and Marilyn were heading out of the Rocky Mountains toward our native state. Just about everybody was on the road. Today, we would be in good company.
With coffee, breakfast and blogs complete, we set about our pre-trip routine of cleaning the moose. We've noticed we've become rather fastidious about this. On our last morning we take great care in taking care of Bullwinkle. We dust, vacuum and clean. It keeps our minds and bodies occupied so we don't get bummed that we have to go home. And, it makes sure that the next trip out will start with a clean rig. It's a ritual, indeed.
Once the moose was clean, it was time to pack things up and get ready to roll. As much as we did not want to leave this lovely spot, we were somehow inspired knowing we were traveling in the company of fulltimers today.
Several other Tuesday departures left the campground about the same time we did. We imagined all of them as fulltimers. (It's our fantasy. We can do what we want!) We waved a friendly wave to all, wishing them safe travels and great fun along the way. Heading out of town we saw several other imaginary fulltimers, pulling travel trailers and fivers and piloting Class As.
As our stomachs signaled it was time for lunch, we decided to stop by the KOA in Cloverdale. It's a spot we've seen online and wondered if it could be a quick getaway to wine country for us. So, we thought we'd check it out and have lunch in a site. Turns out the Cloverdale KOA is many winding miles from the highway. It was hardly worth the effort. We pulled in to find an empty registration office and three or four eager campers ready to get set up. We backed into an empty site and spread out on the picnic table for a quick lunch. Then, we noticed the time and realized we were headed for post-Labor Day Bay Area rush hour traffic, so we downed our meal and got ready to roll.
As we headed out, we made the acquaintance of two couples setting up camp. One couple had been on the road since June, enjoying an extensive tour of the American West. The other had escaped life in the Bay Area years ago to make their home in Oregon. They were accompanying their friends on this leg of their westernmost journey.
They were all calm, relaxed and well. They were preparing to spend a few days here and enjoying tasting wine of vinters across the region: That's our kind of fulltiming!
With this great connection with virtual and actual fulltimers traveling today, we find ourselves with mixed emotions. We so look forward to being a part of this lifestyle. Four nights away on this trip just isn't enough. We do want more!
And, unfortunately for us, while our newest friends will be touring Mendocino County wineries tomorrow, we'll both be at work.
Ugh!
Today we had just a taste of what life might be like as fulltimers.
We woke up early at our delightful site at Pomo RV Park and Campground. As the sunshine started to peek through the pine trees, we enjoyed our coffee and breakfast and visited a few of our favorite blogs. (Oh, what would it be like to make this a daily routine?)
We spotted a theme in today's entries: Fulltimers were traveling today. Gordon and Juanita were heading out of Valdez. Darrell and Judy were leaving the Adirondacks. Ed and Marilyn were heading out of the Rocky Mountains toward our native state. Just about everybody was on the road. Today, we would be in good company.
With coffee, breakfast and blogs complete, we set about our pre-trip routine of cleaning the moose. We've noticed we've become rather fastidious about this. On our last morning we take great care in taking care of Bullwinkle. We dust, vacuum and clean. It keeps our minds and bodies occupied so we don't get bummed that we have to go home. And, it makes sure that the next trip out will start with a clean rig. It's a ritual, indeed.
Once the moose was clean, it was time to pack things up and get ready to roll. As much as we did not want to leave this lovely spot, we were somehow inspired knowing we were traveling in the company of fulltimers today.
Several other Tuesday departures left the campground about the same time we did. We imagined all of them as fulltimers. (It's our fantasy. We can do what we want!) We waved a friendly wave to all, wishing them safe travels and great fun along the way. Heading out of town we saw several other imaginary fulltimers, pulling travel trailers and fivers and piloting Class As.
As our stomachs signaled it was time for lunch, we decided to stop by the KOA in Cloverdale. It's a spot we've seen online and wondered if it could be a quick getaway to wine country for us. So, we thought we'd check it out and have lunch in a site. Turns out the Cloverdale KOA is many winding miles from the highway. It was hardly worth the effort. We pulled in to find an empty registration office and three or four eager campers ready to get set up. We backed into an empty site and spread out on the picnic table for a quick lunch. Then, we noticed the time and realized we were headed for post-Labor Day Bay Area rush hour traffic, so we downed our meal and got ready to roll.
As we headed out, we made the acquaintance of two couples setting up camp. One couple had been on the road since June, enjoying an extensive tour of the American West. The other had escaped life in the Bay Area years ago to make their home in Oregon. They were accompanying their friends on this leg of their westernmost journey.
They were all calm, relaxed and well. They were preparing to spend a few days here and enjoying tasting wine of vinters across the region: That's our kind of fulltiming!
With this great connection with virtual and actual fulltimers traveling today, we find ourselves with mixed emotions. We so look forward to being a part of this lifestyle. Four nights away on this trip just isn't enough. We do want more!
And, unfortunately for us, while our newest friends will be touring Mendocino County wineries tomorrow, we'll both be at work.
Ugh!
Much Mo' Betta'!
We said so long to our friends this morning, then said so long to the dumpy campground. The drive to our next spot took about two minutes, maybe less.
The Pomo RV Park and Campground welcomed us with a smile and allowed us to check in early to Site #5. It's level, wide, surrounded by green landscaping and tall pine trees. (They block our satellite, but that's OK as we have cable!) Our view out the front window is a lovely grassy lawn. Best of all, we have full hookups.
In just about double the time it took to drive here, we were leveled, had the slides extended and every hookup hooked. After a quick lunch we took a leisurely stroll around the place and picked out a favorite spot or two for next time.
We'll definitely be back!
The Pomo RV Park and Campground welcomed us with a smile and allowed us to check in early to Site #5. It's level, wide, surrounded by green landscaping and tall pine trees. (They block our satellite, but that's OK as we have cable!) Our view out the front window is a lovely grassy lawn. Best of all, we have full hookups.
In just about double the time it took to drive here, we were leveled, had the slides extended and every hookup hooked. After a quick lunch we took a leisurely stroll around the place and picked out a favorite spot or two for next time.
We'll definitely be back!
Gotta Move
We're having a great time with our group in Fort Bragg. Our little group of five or six rigs and a tent or two has had lots of fun. We've taken some great pics we'll post at Bullwinkle's place as soon as we get a chance. Tomorrow, everybody but us is heading for home. Since our storage place is closed on holidays, we're forced to stay out an extra day. (You won't hear us complaining!) So, what are we gonna do?
We're gonna move.
As much as we've loved being with our friends here, we all agree, this campground is a dump. With our friends on their way home, we have absolutely no desire to stay here. We've checked out a five star campground with all the amenities we need just across the road. We asked today if they have space for us tomorrow night, and they said yes. So, that's the plan.
That's just one of the many benefits of this mobile lifestyle. If you don't like where you're camped, you just move. Love it!
We look forward to checking in tomorrow from across the way. Meanwhile, best wishes for a safe and happy Labor Day to all!
We're gonna move.
As much as we've loved being with our friends here, we all agree, this campground is a dump. With our friends on their way home, we have absolutely no desire to stay here. We've checked out a five star campground with all the amenities we need just across the road. We asked today if they have space for us tomorrow night, and they said yes. So, that's the plan.
That's just one of the many benefits of this mobile lifestyle. If you don't like where you're camped, you just move. Love it!
We look forward to checking in tomorrow from across the way. Meanwhile, best wishes for a safe and happy Labor Day to all!
Pre-Labor
We head out tomorrow for a four night Labor Day weekend excursion along the Northern California coast. Sounds delightful, doesn't it? Yes, but.
For the two of us to be out of the office for two extra days has caused us both to double up on what we had to get done before we go. After leaving the office late tonight, we both headed out on separate missions to different locations to get the stuff we need to stock up for the trip. Then, once we got home, there was laundry to do. We just haven't had a chance to do it any earlier. And we haven't even started to pack yet.
So, here we are, the night before a four night trip, tired and exhausted, double checking to make sure we have all we need for our outing. Tomorrow, we'll load it all into the Jeep (Gosh, we hope it fits!), drive to the moose, load it all in and roll. A few days later, we'll do it all once again in reverse, with a lot less food and beverage to worry about.
As we engage in our Pre-Labor Day weekend labor, we wonder how much easier it will be to load this moose once, and have it fully stocked, without the worry of what we might or might not need and what we'll need to unload in the end.
Turns out, being a future fulltimer is a lot of work!
For the two of us to be out of the office for two extra days has caused us both to double up on what we had to get done before we go. After leaving the office late tonight, we both headed out on separate missions to different locations to get the stuff we need to stock up for the trip. Then, once we got home, there was laundry to do. We just haven't had a chance to do it any earlier. And we haven't even started to pack yet.
So, here we are, the night before a four night trip, tired and exhausted, double checking to make sure we have all we need for our outing. Tomorrow, we'll load it all into the Jeep (Gosh, we hope it fits!), drive to the moose, load it all in and roll. A few days later, we'll do it all once again in reverse, with a lot less food and beverage to worry about.
As we engage in our Pre-Labor Day weekend labor, we wonder how much easier it will be to load this moose once, and have it fully stocked, without the worry of what we might or might not need and what we'll need to unload in the end.
Turns out, being a future fulltimer is a lot of work!
Happy Birthday, Boris!
Today's a big day for Boris. It's not one of those BIG birthdays, but a big day nonetheless.
The gifts commemorating the day reflected the future we're heading toward: a battery-operated coleman table lamp; and RV Education 101 dvd about the ins and outs of Class A motorhomes, and a roll-up aluminum table to set the grill on or gather round when we're in need of an outdoor dining table.
The whole shebang weighed in at less than 5 pounds.
That's all good!
Happy Birthday!
The gifts commemorating the day reflected the future we're heading toward: a battery-operated coleman table lamp; and RV Education 101 dvd about the ins and outs of Class A motorhomes, and a roll-up aluminum table to set the grill on or gather round when we're in need of an outdoor dining table.
The whole shebang weighed in at less than 5 pounds.
That's all good!
Happy Birthday!
Craigslist Kismet
We've been thinking about how we're going to get rid of the stuff around here that's bigger than a piece of paper and might be worth a penny or two. Most likely, we'll take the path of least hassle and have an estate sale. But, we'll call it an "escape sale"!
Meanwhile, we're looking around the house for things that might generate more value (and not much more hassle) being sold on their own. For that task we've turned to Craigslist, the definitive authority on what things are really worth. Going straight to that source, we learned that our ancient Nordic Track is worth about $25. Not worth the hassle of posting it and dealing with respondents. So, we asked a co-worker if she wanted it and she said yes. Done. (Gotta limit that giving things away to co-workers, though, as the boss might get suspicious!)
While researching the Craigslist value of our plain-and-simple Clavinova keyboard, Natasha experienced kismet. There it was, a post of a plain-and-simple Clavinova "wanted" by somebody who lives about 10 minutes away. Natasha sent an email and pics and the Clavinova searcher is definitely interested, and is willing to pay a fair price. We'll see!
We don't want to jinx this deal. But, we love the thought of picking out our prized possessions we're willing to part with and logging on to Craigslist at just the right time to find someone who is looking for something the really want...that we just happen to have.
Wouldn't that be cool?
Meanwhile, we're looking around the house for things that might generate more value (and not much more hassle) being sold on their own. For that task we've turned to Craigslist, the definitive authority on what things are really worth. Going straight to that source, we learned that our ancient Nordic Track is worth about $25. Not worth the hassle of posting it and dealing with respondents. So, we asked a co-worker if she wanted it and she said yes. Done. (Gotta limit that giving things away to co-workers, though, as the boss might get suspicious!)
While researching the Craigslist value of our plain-and-simple Clavinova keyboard, Natasha experienced kismet. There it was, a post of a plain-and-simple Clavinova "wanted" by somebody who lives about 10 minutes away. Natasha sent an email and pics and the Clavinova searcher is definitely interested, and is willing to pay a fair price. We'll see!
We don't want to jinx this deal. But, we love the thought of picking out our prized possessions we're willing to part with and logging on to Craigslist at just the right time to find someone who is looking for something the really want...that we just happen to have.
Wouldn't that be cool?
Encouragement
The final "to-do" from the weekend was to make our Thanksgiving week campground reservations. After perusing the many choices available in and around Palm Springs, we chose Shadow Hills RV Resort in Indio. Natasha called this morning and set things up. We're looking forward to taking Bullwinkle on a big holiday outing.
Shadow Hills was recommended to us by faithful readers Gordon and Juanita, who are enjoying the summer of a lifetime in Alaska. When the lovely woman at the RV Resort asked how we found the place, Natasha replied, "Friends told us about you."
That little exchange reminded us both of how we feel about our virtual buddies who are fulltiming now or planning to in the future. Ya'll are our friends! Though we've never met, and might not ever (but we sure hope to) we are so grateful for your help and encouragement. It gets us through those days when it feels like work will never end or we're spending a weekend purging pounds of paper at home.
While it seems we're making new friends just about everywhere we go in Bullwinkle, (That's just the way it is when you're RVing!) we're most grateful to those friends we've yet to meet who are sharing their thoughts, advice and encouragement about this new lifestyle we're stepping into. We appreciate the time you take to write emails, comments and blog posts.
Thank you so much.
Shadow Hills was recommended to us by faithful readers Gordon and Juanita, who are enjoying the summer of a lifetime in Alaska. When the lovely woman at the RV Resort asked how we found the place, Natasha replied, "Friends told us about you."
That little exchange reminded us both of how we feel about our virtual buddies who are fulltiming now or planning to in the future. Ya'll are our friends! Though we've never met, and might not ever (but we sure hope to) we are so grateful for your help and encouragement. It gets us through those days when it feels like work will never end or we're spending a weekend purging pounds of paper at home.
While it seems we're making new friends just about everywhere we go in Bullwinkle, (That's just the way it is when you're RVing!) we're most grateful to those friends we've yet to meet who are sharing their thoughts, advice and encouragement about this new lifestyle we're stepping into. We appreciate the time you take to write emails, comments and blog posts.
Thank you so much.
Shuffling Paper
With a 35 gallon trash can and a 60 gallon recycling bin full to their brims, it's official. We are done shuffling paper.
For now, anyway.
It took two weekend days of sitting in the office (when I'd much rather be outside) to slim two full horizontal file drawers down to one and clean off the clutter that had covered just about every horizontal space in the place. I wish I'd taken before and after pictures.
Let's just say it's our shredder that got a mega workout this weekend.
We have two tall bookcases on one wall that were filled with books I was convinced I could never part with. But, it was time to face the music. I designated one case for "away" and the other for "stay" and went to work. With this preliminary sort complete, I'm pleased to report there are more books in the "away" case! What was most surprising was how many books I have that belong to other people. With those books separated, I'm looking forward to many happy returns!
My sense of accomplishment is mixed. Though this purge was significant, I know there's still lots more ahead of us. I'll make another pass through the file drawer and the "stay" case to slim things down even more. But, first, I have to tackle the remaining unpurged office territory: The closet.
Ugh!
For now, anyway.
It took two weekend days of sitting in the office (when I'd much rather be outside) to slim two full horizontal file drawers down to one and clean off the clutter that had covered just about every horizontal space in the place. I wish I'd taken before and after pictures.
Let's just say it's our shredder that got a mega workout this weekend.
We have two tall bookcases on one wall that were filled with books I was convinced I could never part with. But, it was time to face the music. I designated one case for "away" and the other for "stay" and went to work. With this preliminary sort complete, I'm pleased to report there are more books in the "away" case! What was most surprising was how many books I have that belong to other people. With those books separated, I'm looking forward to many happy returns!
My sense of accomplishment is mixed. Though this purge was significant, I know there's still lots more ahead of us. I'll make another pass through the file drawer and the "stay" case to slim things down even more. But, first, I have to tackle the remaining unpurged office territory: The closet.
Ugh!
Perspective
Taking a break from office purging. (Let me tell you it's not really all that much fun.)
Tonight we were hanging around the kitchen preparing dinner. The cats were nearby in the Dining Room. Natasha sized up the situation and made an observation.
"Here we are all are, in a space that's just about equal to Bullwinkle."
True. The dining room and kitchen in our stick house are pretty darn close to the dimensions of Bullwinkle...with the slides out.
"This is it," Natasha proclaimed. "We're scaling everything we're living in now to just this."
Boris came to the rescue.
"True," he said. "This is equal to the space where we will eat and sleep."
Then, he really came to the rescue.
"But our living space," he said, "is North America."
Love it!
Tonight we were hanging around the kitchen preparing dinner. The cats were nearby in the Dining Room. Natasha sized up the situation and made an observation.
"Here we are all are, in a space that's just about equal to Bullwinkle."
True. The dining room and kitchen in our stick house are pretty darn close to the dimensions of Bullwinkle...with the slides out.
"This is it," Natasha proclaimed. "We're scaling everything we're living in now to just this."
Boris came to the rescue.
"True," he said. "This is equal to the space where we will eat and sleep."
Then, he really came to the rescue.
"But our living space," he said, "is North America."
Love it!
Weekend Agenda
No "camping" this weekend. So, we're loading up our agenda with fulltiming prep chores. It's been awhile since we've concentrated our efforts there. (Too busy camping!) So, we're looking forward to accomplishing lots.
On the agenda:Purging our home office. (Yikes!) Reviewing our preliminary fulltiming budget. (It's looking really good so far!) Making Thanksgiving reservations. (OK. That really has nothing to do with fulltiming, but we need something fun to look forward to this weekend!)
While Natasha is purging in the office, Boris says he'll be "thinning" here and there. That's how we work. Natasha "whooshes" and tackles one big project at once. Boris, on the other hand, prefers to "whittle" -- doing a little here and a little there until it all gets done. It's just one more thing that makes us a great team!
Happy weekend!
On the agenda:
While Natasha is purging in the office, Boris says he'll be "thinning" here and there. That's how we work. Natasha "whooshes" and tackles one big project at once. Boris, on the other hand, prefers to "whittle" -- doing a little here and a little there until it all gets done. It's just one more thing that makes us a great team!
Happy weekend!
Two Faces of the Campground
Arriving at a county campground on a Friday night and staying until Monday afternoon revealed something very interesting: Two faces of the same campground.
When we arrived Friday night at Sandy Beach, the place was in full swing: Families of all shapes and sizes were munching on burgers and dogs after a fun afternoon at the beach along the river. Campsites varied from a simple tent or two with a couple of couples to a complex of three neighboring sites filled with fivers and travel trailers and shared by what appeared to be members of the same family (or very good friends). Kids were everywhere, enjoying the last blast of Summer before school begins.
The fun and festivities continued to build through the sunny Saturday. While we prepared dinner on Saturday night, we watched kids of all ages frolic in the lawn. It was quite a fun scene.
Sunday morning had a bit of a solemn aire, as just about everybody squeezed out the last bit of Summer fun and then started to pack up and move. By Sunday evening, we just about had the place to ourselves.
A couple of others pulled out before we had our Monday morning coffee. As we strolled around the campground with coffees in hand, we paid a visit to the river. This place that had been so busy over the weekend that we really couldn't even approach was now quiet, calm, peaceful and inviting. We lapped up every bit of the peace and quiet we could before we checked out Monday afternoon and headed back to reality.
As we pulled out of the peaceful campground, we passed a Class A and a fiver with happy campers inside. Maybe they were fulltimers, perhaps they were retirees enjoying an extended holiday. Whatever the case, they were savoring the best this campground had to offer: a weekday.
As we're back to another work week, we find ourselves yearning for weekdays spent in a lovely campground instead of an office. Meanwhile, we'll enjoy this most recent peaceful memory.
When we arrived Friday night at Sandy Beach, the place was in full swing: Families of all shapes and sizes were munching on burgers and dogs after a fun afternoon at the beach along the river. Campsites varied from a simple tent or two with a couple of couples to a complex of three neighboring sites filled with fivers and travel trailers and shared by what appeared to be members of the same family (or very good friends). Kids were everywhere, enjoying the last blast of Summer before school begins.
The fun and festivities continued to build through the sunny Saturday. While we prepared dinner on Saturday night, we watched kids of all ages frolic in the lawn. It was quite a fun scene.
Sunday morning had a bit of a solemn aire, as just about everybody squeezed out the last bit of Summer fun and then started to pack up and move. By Sunday evening, we just about had the place to ourselves.
A couple of others pulled out before we had our Monday morning coffee. As we strolled around the campground with coffees in hand, we paid a visit to the river. This place that had been so busy over the weekend that we really couldn't even approach was now quiet, calm, peaceful and inviting. We lapped up every bit of the peace and quiet we could before we checked out Monday afternoon and headed back to reality.
As we pulled out of the peaceful campground, we passed a Class A and a fiver with happy campers inside. Maybe they were fulltimers, perhaps they were retirees enjoying an extended holiday. Whatever the case, they were savoring the best this campground had to offer: a weekday.
As we're back to another work week, we find ourselves yearning for weekdays spent in a lovely campground instead of an office. Meanwhile, we'll enjoy this most recent peaceful memory.
Winded
We're rested, refreshed and well-winded after our long weekend near the Sacramento River delta.
Check Bullwinkle's Travels for the details.
And, yes, we're still looking for our home campground.
Check Bullwinkle's Travels for the details.
And, yes, we're still looking for our home campground.
Go Do It
One of us, who shall remain nameless (but does most of the writing on this blog), has developed quite an obsession about this fulltiming thing. I spend just about any spare moment doing something related to fulltiming. Seems I'm either adding to our list of things to do before we go, taking inventory of all of our stuff and figuring out where it will go, reading a blog of a current or future fulltimer, checking out the fulltiming topics on an RV forum, researching campground reviews across the country or adding to our list of places we'd love to explore on the road.
Yes, it's serious. The other of us is totally on board and passionate about this idea, of course. We're both growing a bit concerned about my obsession.
Until today.
On my way home from work I spotted a quote in a store window:
Yes, it's serious. The other of us is totally on board and passionate about this idea, of course. We're both growing a bit concerned about my obsession.
Until today.
On my way home from work I spotted a quote in a store window:
“Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it.
Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.”
The words belong to Howard Thurman, an American theologian and civil rights leader.
Today this quotable quote inspires me to keep moving toward our fulltiming dream. It's not a crazy, worthless obsession as I've lately worried. I've wondered if we should be pursuing something more noble and less self-serving.
What I know is pursuing this idea of really seeing our country for a year or three makes us both come alive. I can't imagine how alive we'll be when we're actually doing it.
And, I love the thought that it might do the world a bit of good.
Today this quotable quote inspires me to keep moving toward our fulltiming dream. It's not a crazy, worthless obsession as I've lately worried. I've wondered if we should be pursuing something more noble and less self-serving.
What I know is pursuing this idea of really seeing our country for a year or three makes us both come alive. I can't imagine how alive we'll be when we're actually doing it.
And, I love the thought that it might do the world a bit of good.
New Grill
Our new grill is here!
I had it shipped to my office...because our UPS driver at home has been known to throw things at our front door. Plus, who needs a shiny new BBQ grill all boxed up sitting on your front porch just waiting for someone to carry it away? I laughed as one of my colleagues pushed the 45-pound box toward my office door.
We got it home and Boris went to work doing the "some assembly" that was required. Moments later he had the propane tank connected and the burner firing.
Something tells me we're going to grill many meals this weekend!
I had it shipped to my office...because our UPS driver at home has been known to throw things at our front door. Plus, who needs a shiny new BBQ grill all boxed up sitting on your front porch just waiting for someone to carry it away? I laughed as one of my colleagues pushed the 45-pound box toward my office door.
We got it home and Boris went to work doing the "some assembly" that was required. Moments later he had the propane tank connected and the burner firing.
Something tells me we're going to grill many meals this weekend!
100 Days
It's the beginning of a new week, and we're the first to admit we are a bit overwhelmed. The reality is starting to sink in: If we accelerate our plans, everything - from packing to leaving our jobs - starts coming at us faster and faster.
Yowza!
But then, we think back. It was just 100 days or so ago that we completed our trip in the rented Tioga that got us hooked on this lifestyle in the first place. In 100 days we've researched, shopped for, found and purchased a motorhome that we can play in now and fulltime in later. In those 100 days we have gone out on four outings and spent 10 nights in our new home away from home. While we still have tons to learn, we are beginning to get the hang of it all. In those same 100 days we've given birth to an idea to make a major lifestyle change and embark on a great RV escape. We've taken very early steps to begin the big purge. We've started to inventory our house and all our possessions. Heck, somewhere in those 100 days we even launched a blog or two. We are on our way.
So, when overwhelm hits, and we can't believe how much is in front of us, we just look back at how much we've accomplished in just 100 days.
With some one, two or three hundred days ahead of us -- give or take a hundred or two -- to do what we need to do, we're reminding ourselves of how much we have done and how much we are capable of doing.
Yowza!
But then, we think back. It was just 100 days or so ago that we completed our trip in the rented Tioga that got us hooked on this lifestyle in the first place. In 100 days we've researched, shopped for, found and purchased a motorhome that we can play in now and fulltime in later. In those 100 days we have gone out on four outings and spent 10 nights in our new home away from home. While we still have tons to learn, we are beginning to get the hang of it all. In those same 100 days we've given birth to an idea to make a major lifestyle change and embark on a great RV escape. We've taken very early steps to begin the big purge. We've started to inventory our house and all our possessions. Heck, somewhere in those 100 days we even launched a blog or two. We are on our way.
So, when overwhelm hits, and we can't believe how much is in front of us, we just look back at how much we've accomplished in just 100 days.
With some one, two or three hundred days ahead of us -- give or take a hundred or two -- to do what we need to do, we're reminding ourselves of how much we have done and how much we are capable of doing.
Shredding
Sundays at home have become "bin filling" days. With Monday being trash day, we do our best to fill our garbage and recycling bins to the brim with stuff that we won't need as fulltimers. (Actually, we don't need any of it now!)
Today we gave our shredder a workout, freeing ourselves of papers that, once upon a time, seemed important enough to keep. But, not anymore. Along with the shredding, Boris parted with a pile of old class materials. We've started to take in the magnitude of this purging project. There's so much to get rid of!!!
We'll just keep moving one bin at a time.
Today we gave our shredder a workout, freeing ourselves of papers that, once upon a time, seemed important enough to keep. But, not anymore. Along with the shredding, Boris parted with a pile of old class materials. We've started to take in the magnitude of this purging project. There's so much to get rid of!!!
We'll just keep moving one bin at a time.
New Q
We love to grill.
(A bit of a detour here. In Boris' world there is a distinct distinction between grillin' and barbeque. Barbeque involves a tomato-y sauce. Grillin' is cookin' over open flame with charcoal or gas.)
We've toted our vintage Weber Smoky Joe for years. It has gone above and beyond the call of duty. After many miles of faithful service, it's on its last leg. It's loaded in Bullwinkle's basement, but we've been shopping for a replacement.
Click, click, click and a replacement was found today.
We're Weber fans from way back. So, we were particularly interested in their line of portable gas grills...the Qs. There's a Baby Q and a full-size Q. And, they seem to be in the middle of a brand transformation, because there's also a Q100 and Q200 and Q300. We did our research and decided the Q220 was for us. It's big enough for tri-tips, pork roasts and turkey breasts, which are among our favorites.
We had a few gift certificates built up at amazon.com. We went there and found the Q220 at a nice price that was even nicer after we applied the gift certificates. So, we bought a cover, too. It'll be here Tuesday.
We can't wait to put our new Q to use.
(A bit of a detour here. In Boris' world there is a distinct distinction between grillin' and barbeque. Barbeque involves a tomato-y sauce. Grillin' is cookin' over open flame with charcoal or gas.)
We've toted our vintage Weber Smoky Joe for years. It has gone above and beyond the call of duty. After many miles of faithful service, it's on its last leg. It's loaded in Bullwinkle's basement, but we've been shopping for a replacement.
Click, click, click and a replacement was found today.
We're Weber fans from way back. So, we were particularly interested in their line of portable gas grills...the Qs. There's a Baby Q and a full-size Q. And, they seem to be in the middle of a brand transformation, because there's also a Q100 and Q200 and Q300. We did our research and decided the Q220 was for us. It's big enough for tri-tips, pork roasts and turkey breasts, which are among our favorites.
We had a few gift certificates built up at amazon.com. We went there and found the Q220 at a nice price that was even nicer after we applied the gift certificates. So, we bought a cover, too. It'll be here Tuesday.
We can't wait to put our new Q to use.
Accelerating?
On this most auspicious day (08-08-08) we're reflecting on yesterday, when it seemed just about everyone was encouraging us to accelerate our plans to become fulltimers.
Boris had lunch planned with a friend. With pictures of Bullwinkle and our latest adventures in hand, he shared the news of the latest addition to our family and our plans for the future.
I spent time with my hairstylist yesterday. And, as every woman knows, the best hairstylists also provide a listening ear and sage advice.
Back home, Boris and I shared stories of our outings. We were surprised to hear that the friend and the hairstylist had exactly the same thing to say:
"What's keeping you here?"
We both answered that we didn't know for sure. So, being the dutiful friend and stylist, they asked a few more questions and listened attentively to the answers. Then, we reported to each other, they came to the same answer of the big question they had asked:
"Nothing!"
We talked about it together, and agreed that our therapists du jour were absolutely correct. Really, truly, there is nothing keeping us here. (Heck, one of my sticking points was indeed my hairstylist. I told her I wasn't sure what to do about my hair on the road. She had an answer for that, too! So, now it's really nothing!)
Today we are seriously thinking about accelerating our plans. We're not ready to declare a new departure date just yet. But, we might soon. So, stay tuned!
Boris had lunch planned with a friend. With pictures of Bullwinkle and our latest adventures in hand, he shared the news of the latest addition to our family and our plans for the future.
I spent time with my hairstylist yesterday. And, as every woman knows, the best hairstylists also provide a listening ear and sage advice.
Back home, Boris and I shared stories of our outings. We were surprised to hear that the friend and the hairstylist had exactly the same thing to say:
"What's keeping you here?"
We both answered that we didn't know for sure. So, being the dutiful friend and stylist, they asked a few more questions and listened attentively to the answers. Then, we reported to each other, they came to the same answer of the big question they had asked:
"Nothing!"
We talked about it together, and agreed that our therapists du jour were absolutely correct. Really, truly, there is nothing keeping us here. (Heck, one of my sticking points was indeed my hairstylist. I told her I wasn't sure what to do about my hair on the road. She had an answer for that, too! So, now it's really nothing!)
Today we are seriously thinking about accelerating our plans. We're not ready to declare a new departure date just yet. But, we might soon. So, stay tuned!
Card Carrying
We feel so official. Our new cards are here.
One of the inspirations sparked from our initial mini-escapes resulted in creating our own "calling cards." Already we've met so many wonderful people. We've exchanged email addresses with a few, and wished we had been able to do that with others. The morning we left our July 4th campsite in Plymouth, we were so pleased that one of our new friends left her business card on our picnic table. She had scribbled personal contact info on the back. With that, we could keep touch. Without it, we never would have connected with them again for a fun weekend in Duncans Mills.
Not wanting to distribute our business cards for a bunch of reasons, we opted to create our own very non-business cards. All it took was a few clicks at Vista Print, a couple of bucks and a relatively short wait for the US Mail. The card includes our names, email address and the web address for Bullwinkle's Travels. We also included Bullwinkle's name, make and model, of course. They look good. We're pleased with the result.
We look forward to using these classy little cards to stay connected with the friends we make on the road.
Guess that makes us "card carrying" RVers. Now, we are official!
One of the inspirations sparked from our initial mini-escapes resulted in creating our own "calling cards." Already we've met so many wonderful people. We've exchanged email addresses with a few, and wished we had been able to do that with others. The morning we left our July 4th campsite in Plymouth, we were so pleased that one of our new friends left her business card on our picnic table. She had scribbled personal contact info on the back. With that, we could keep touch. Without it, we never would have connected with them again for a fun weekend in Duncans Mills.
Not wanting to distribute our business cards for a bunch of reasons, we opted to create our own very non-business cards. All it took was a few clicks at Vista Print, a couple of bucks and a relatively short wait for the US Mail. The card includes our names, email address and the web address for Bullwinkle's Travels. We also included Bullwinkle's name, make and model, of course. They look good. We're pleased with the result.
We look forward to using these classy little cards to stay connected with the friends we make on the road.
Guess that makes us "card carrying" RVers. Now, we are official!
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