Remember those new adventures I was telling you of? Oh you didn't read the last post? That's ok because Ima tell you now!
My husband and I officially moved into our car (by choice, yes we still have well paying jobs, yes we shower, yes it's comfortable.)about two weeks ago. We are quickly learning that when living in a tiny (but also somehow spacious) Subaru Legacy...
LESS IS MORE.
We both knew this would be a learning curve but it's proving to really test our condensing skills greatly. After all, we do love our knickknack collection ever so fondly. However, I am determined to shake the dust off my feet and clutter out of my life! I've gone through the car about twenty times deciding what we need, what we need to throw out. I have a feeling that backpacking goods retailers are quickly going to be at the top of my list as far as "stores I go into so often it's a little creepy" list. I mean fuck man, can you blame me? The have a whole pot that you can cook, over a heated surface. A pot, with cooking capabilities made from rubber and metal, that folds down for easy storage. It's fucking nuts, and a veritable smorgasbord of compact living, "de clutter the fuck out of your life" wonderland.
But now that I'm done ranting about camping goods and the like, and before I go on another rant about the wonders of retail facilities cross the nation in this day and age. I'm just going to say that living on the go has been awesome. I'm getting used to the small space, baby wipes are a lifesaver, and 24 hour bathrooms have been my companion. I'm saving boat loads of money, and having adventures that weren't possible before. This is the most free I've felt in a while. I'm learning to love the simple nomadic lifestyle.
Choo gotta,
Big Pimpin'