Friday, April 19, 2013

Life Changes

The experts say life changes are stressful. I think they must be right. You may know that we are preparing to sell our home, yes, the ol' suburban family homestead, and live and travel in a motorhome for the next few years.

Oh, I hear you out there, all of you who are saying, Wow, these people are NUTS! No, we're not. We are just choosing to start our retirement in a manner unusual. But we are unusual people, in spite of what our children say.

Yes, retirement is only about 13 and one half months away, but who's counting? We have so much to do and to decide in the next year that it boggles the mind. All the problems are solvable, except for one...retirement money. That's the tricky part, making sure you've got enough money to actually be able to fuel, lube, and maintain Winnie Moho and still feed people and dog. She's a thirsty girl, our Winnie Moho!

Just how does one manage to get down the road with a moho, motorcycles, a car for inclement weather, all one's belongings, and a dog? We'll find out. We are wrestling with the alternate transportation issue currently. Neither of us is ready to dump the motorcycles, and yet neither of us particularly wants to do certain things or go certain places on a motorcycle, or ride in pouring rain,  or tow a 22 foot trailer behind our 34 foot motorhome. We are still searching out solutions and compromises for this thorny issue.

Already we've figured out that "all one's belongings" is a quickly shrinking list. Motorhomes have weight limits! You can't just chuck the entire contents of any part of your home in there and all is well. Nope. Does not work that way.

What about doctors and medications and veterinarians? What if you suffer a breakdown (a motorhome breakdown, people) in the middle of the middle of No Place? How do you get your snail mail? How do you get internet in the middle of the middle of No Place, or even just up the road from here? A person needs the internet these days, if only to download a new book to the Kindle or find out where to buy the special dog food that the special dog devours or where's the laundromat.

I'll bet there's stuff we have not even thought about yet that we need to think about and figure out before we hit the road. You can't squeeze a laundry room into a 34 foot motorhome. You can't squeeze in a big freezer or a pantry or a dishwasher. And yet, we wish to be prepared to manage on our own for a few weeks in case we get caught in a local disaster. Just how does one find space for emergency supplies? What supplies will be most essential?

We've got the laundry partly figured out....we're hoarding quarters for the machines! And those Tide Pods are made for nomads. I'm waiting for someone to make Fabric Softener Pods and I hope they get the job done soon.

And we've got the dishwasher part figured out...I wash, Ray dries, we both put away. And Norman does the prewash. Good dog.

We are so happy we bought the motorhome last year. It has given us time to figure out some things and learn some things and get all the little bugs worked out/fixed before we go off adventuring. I'm learning how to get the motorhome hooked up to utilities and how to unhook. I'm learning how to cook and clean up when there is only the 40 gallons of water we have onboard to last 3 days. I'm learning how to shower in 6 gallons of water. (not easy with long hair) We found out that neither one of us can comfortably vacuum the place with a hand vac, even the nice one Justin got us. But we can't haul along the old, heavy Electrolux either, so there's another thing we have to figure out. Ray is doing his own share of learning too. He's learning how to properly maintain our rig, how to troubleshoot the electronics, how to stay in our own lane on the highway, and how not to be such a clutterer, among other things. Hey, we all have issues, right?

So we hope you will join us, or stick with us, as we get ready to take off into the wild blue. Think of all the fabulous places we will go and all the wondrous things we will see! We'd be happy to share the trip!

8 comments:

Brother Bear said...

When you get the answers please share because I'm very curious as to what your answers will be.

The answer to the Motorcycles is sell them and get scooters. No side cars or three-wheelers and then all you'll need to do is tow a truck or van with the scooters inside.

Ray and Susan said...

Oh, you're here! Looks like I have one whole reader. Good thing I don't have to pay Blogger....

Why sell motorcycles if we're going to get scooters? Don't want to spend that money! And I like my sidecar. It's where the dog sits.

Brother Bear said...

I anticipated that you would say all these things. Your move into the motorhome is an exercise in compromise. Therefore you MUST be prepared to compromise.

You have a space problem, so scooters are smaller thus making it easier to store them. Even so, if you want to keep your current bikes the millstone around your neck, storage wise, is your sidecar. Eliminate that and all of a sudden you need half the storage space. Compromise, remember?

As for Norm, you won't be riding all that much or all that far and long, so Norm can stay in the comfort of the motorhome.

If you do not compromise you will be driving an SUV towing all your must have toys while Ray is driving the motorhome. Now isn't that a nice compromise? The choice is yours.

Ray and Susan said...

Some compromise is possible, but I can't justify that. How do you know how far we'll be riding? Or how long? And the sidecar is NOT going anywhere without me. Norm enjoys riding, so why would I deliberately make him stay home while we ride away?

Ray and Susan said...

Some compromise is possible, but I can't justify that. How do you know how far we'll be riding? Or how long? And the sidecar is NOT going anywhere without me. Norm enjoys riding, so why would I deliberately make him stay home while we ride away?

Brother Bear said...

You have to make a compromise somewhere or you are going to be driving the SUV pulling the trailer with all your stuff. Ditch the sidecar. Norm can guard the Moho while you are gone.

Brother Bear said...

So what are you going to do?

Brother Bear said...

Life changes my Aunt Fanny! Where's the news? Where's the stories? Where is something interesting? This is all old and stale. Get on the stick!!!