I commute to work every day, often driving through some very wealthy communities. For years I’ve been watching a couple of really big houses being built even though our area was hard hit by the recession.
I’ve watched these homes go up painstakingly slowly and wondered why. I’ve wondered who needs so much space, wondered what all the rooms were for.
At the same time I’ve been reading blogs written by women living full time in RVs…some of them in very small places. The life of living small has always intrigued me. Many years ago I told my Mom I wanted to grow up and live in an RV full time. She said that I’d always want some home base, and maybe that’s so, but I don’t think way back then many people were living full time in RVs; certainly it wasn’t a movement it seems to be now.
I recognize that I view life on the road with rose colored glasses and by reading blogs I have come to realize a few of the realities of life in a fourteen foot recreational vehicle. The dumping of tanks, the challenges of cooking, finding internet access, doing laundry. Safety and health issues add even more levels to the discussion.
Still. I look at the photos of miles of dessert in the front yard of a small RV, or the canyons and mountains glowing under an evening sun and my heart is tugged.
Could you do it? Could you pare your life down to essentials…and would those essentials fit an RV life? Or are your essentials such that you need more space? Which would you rather live in? The new build? Or the little trailer in the yard?
I’m torn. But it’s fun to dream regardless.