One year before we left for the Super-Dooper-Full-Time-Motorhome-Living-With-Cats experience, we furiously and aggressively started saving money to buy our mobile home.
Minimizing and determining the essentials to take with us was our first major challenge. We still didn’t have a definite idea of what vehicle we were going to buy and make our own, but we knew we wouldn’t have much storage available. In this series of posts, I will do my best to describe how we downsized our belongings and simplified our lives, hoping we can help others facing the same problem.
Let’s begin the decluttering wars by addressing the unruly bundles of clothing you own. This includes items of clothing, shoes, accessories, bedding, bathroom and kitchen items, since you are going to need all of those in your daily life, no matter where you go/live. Look into wardrobes, chests of drawers, boxes, storage containers – overstuffed and busting with clothes.
The first time I watchedExploring alternatives’ video about living in a van, I was so thrilled about it, I couldn’t stand still. My brain immediately started streaming romantic dreams of road trips on the coast, warm sunsets, exotic destinations and no responsibilities… Just me, Pedro and our kitties… Nothing but adventure, happiness and the world embracing us in perfect harmony.
Apologies for the absence. Heading Tiny is our baby and we had to neglect it for a while.
The fact is a lot happened since our last update. Some say no matter how much you plan, life always has a way of changing everything – perspective, thoughts, goals, context – and you don’t always have time to adapt.
Let me tell you where we are now…. (a little suspense)… (almost…) … We moved to Portugal!
Yes, we did. We quit our jobs, sold the motorhome, got a smaller van, packed and organized our trip, said goodbye to colleagues and family and headed for the sunshine. We drove close to 1500 miles in 2 days with our 2 cats.
Total madness. That’s what most people said of our decision of living in a motorhome, and that didn’t stop us either.
Last day of the year of 2015, it’s 10.30 in the morning. Time to shower and prepare for New Year celebrations later. After the shower I went downstairs to the computer hoping to relax, and put my right leg on the desk as it was hurting and needed rest.
Shortly after, something happened and my heart beat three audible times. What the? My adrenaline is now racing. Am I causing myself unnecessary anxiety? All I know is I’m out of breath and my heart is going strong. I’m afraid to move. Don’t want it to be psychosomatic or anything silly like that.