Lately I’ve begun feeling a bit like Goldilocks. “How so?” you ask. Well, I’ll tell ya. The hunt for our motorhome has begun in earnest, and I’ve cozied up to of lots of motorhomes looking for one that is just right.
On some we loved the colors, but the interior choices didn’t work. Some looked great, but they were smoked in and they smelled. Some weren’t well-maintained and in others the mileage was too high. We finally narrowed it down to two manufacturers, a model, a length, and an age range. Now that we know what Just Right looks like, we’ve built it, so it will come.
We also made the decision to jump in and go “full-time,” living in it rather than maintaining a small home, too. This requires a final “down-sizing event,” but we can deal with all of it now, or leave it for someone else to deal with when we go to the Big Party in the Sky. May as well do it now.
Our lease is up in seven months, but we are giving ourselves only five to have everything in place. That feels just right. . .and gives me some leeway!