I’m trying to enjoy my large screen tv, my gym membership, my long vouch, Serta mattress, and fullsized fridge for as long as I can. Found a few RV options , even a boat option. Don’t feel like the boat is a good option, being that it’s 10′ shorter than I’d like and it’s a bare bones boat.
Ideally I’d be out of my rental by June 1st, so that I can start really saving money for the actual sailboat I want. Further reducing my home inventory, yet holding on to the heirlooms and the ‘what if’ things, don’t work in my favor things. I need to find my happiness. I hope to find my happiness. I know I won’t find it instantly. I know it will take some time. But I need to try. Life is so short and has no guarantees. The love of my life is 3,000 miles away. I don’t know if I can ultimately be truly happy and free from that sadness, but I can try.
I am sure I need and want change. My life has always been determined by my financial circumstances. I need to be in charge for once. Maybe along they way I’ll find myself and maybe I’ll find something else I’ve been missing for too long.
I’ve always had my life determined by my situation. I have never had the option to decide what I wanted to do. Had a child at a young age and never had enough money to do anything. Still don’t. I’ll be 40 by the end of the year, 60% of my wages go to rent, I have no retirement, I work as a veterinary technician, and make as much as a 19 year old student. Never married. Spent most of my life single.
All I want is to live simply and freely. So I’m selling all my things, I’m down to only what I use and my family heirlooms. Raising money to buy a sailboat and cast off. Live aboard in a simple life. As much as it’s simple living, it sure is an expensive living. But all I can think about is getting my boat.
Trying to manipulate my thoughts, money and spending; do I find a RV to live in, save all my wages, and head south for the mid-late fall? That is one option. But of course the expense of the RV, generator, gas, etc. sure it’s still less money than living in a big empty house. Live freely for the lovely New England summer. Sleeping roadside, free, yet illegal. Swimming, hiking, fishing every warm and sunny day with the dogs, while still maintaining my employment. This is the way I am leaning.
I don’t care about a house with a white picket fence and the newest car in the driveway. I don’t care about having Victoria secret Pink pants and matching shirts. I don’t care about having fiesta ware plates. Never have. This is nothing new. I just want to live life. Explore. Experience.
I have never been able to decide my own path. There is no reason I can’t start now.