My next ride

It's odd, this space I'm inhabiting. Getting ready for the newest adventure.  Not having an income source beyond unemployment.  And now that's ended.  Just in time to take off.

Feelings of uselessness (crazy because I've been doing so much), guilt for not working (gotta be a good consumer in our Consumerist society), anxiety about this next step (well, that one makes a bit of sense).

The only direction now is forward. Head down to Texas, back to another school.  This time it's RV Tech -fixing RVs for a living. 

It feels like a bit of an odd step for me.  I've been in this one place, this same house for 20 years now.  That's longer than I've ever lived anywhere.  Have I become accustomed to being here? Can I not envision being somewhere else?  How odd.  I've moved around all my life, somehow it's different this time.  Passing time? Because I'm older? The general Unknown? I can't seem to pin it down.

But for now..... here I go!

I've got my own RV - a 36' motorhome diesel pusher that I've been remodeling for the past year. 

I've got a better photo of her somewhere, but this is what I've got on hand for the moment. She's awesome.  No name yet, so I'm open to suggestions.  

She's a 1996 National Dolphin 635 diesel pusher.  Cummins diesel V5.9, 12 valve engine. Allison 6-speed transmission.  Disc brakes all around, one solar panel to keep the 12-volt system charged up, propane generator. One slide-out, queen bed, shower, kitchen, living room. Here's one inside photo - of the bedroom:

New floor & wallpaper, all surfaces painted. I'm gonna have to scrounge up some Before photos one of these days.

I've had a great time working on getting her insides so pretty and updated.  Now I get to learn how to keep her innards working!  Fortunately for me, she's mostly functional already.  I may need to buy a new battery or two for the 12-volt system, and I do need to figure out why her landing gear isn't working.  (Excuse me, her stabilizing feet - not landing gear.  Guess that's a leftover from my trucking days.) Otherwise, she's in good shape.  Or at least good enough to get me to Texas so I can figure out what needs to really be fixed and how to do so!

Now I'm down to the last days of my time at home.  Gotta get everything gathered that I will need for a few months, tie up some loose ends. I've got eight days until departure day....!