Trailer trash.

In two days time, I will officially have my RV, Elizabeth. There were a few issues and add-ons I had to get completed, but Elizabeth is finally ready to come home. It hasn’t been that crazy of a time, which is slightly weird to me, but just proves that this is the path I meant to take. There’s something I need to do, need to experience, so I’m game to try. The irony is, I came into this world in a trailer, I’m now moving back into one. Seems appropriate for me.

I’ve managed to clean out the house, by myself, though I need to get movers for the heavier stuff. I got rid of so much and I still have so much left over.

I am anxious to get out on the road. Be free of this life I have now and really expand the sights I’ve seen. I’m ready to have those experiences, good and bad. Be a road nomad, live freely and alone. I never realized how limited I felt having a house. Tethered to an existence that didn’t fit me. It’s time to challenge myself. This was the best way I could think of.