Over a leisurely breakfast, Sandy and I were talking about our impressions of fulltiming at nine months into the lifestyle. I'm not sure what sparked the subject of our conversation; perhaps it was our beautiful view of the lake out our window or watching the squirrels play in the tall trees nearby in the near-perfect weather. Perhaps it was our anticipation of the grandsons and their parents coming out to the lake for a cookout.
It's probably not unusual for new fulltimers to take an occasional assessment after having changed their lifestyle so radically. It is only human nature to wonder if we made the right choice and whether there are any regrets in selling the house and reducing our living space by 80 percent. I'll go ahead and tell you that the answer is a resounding NO! No regrets!
It seems odd that our outlook on living arrangements could have changed so radically in such a short time. All it took was a two-month motorhome trip to the Pacific northwest for us to see that continuing to maintain a house didn't make much sense. We were rarely there, and we've already written here about the time, expense, effort and worry that went along with home ownership. It also seems odd that we view differently now the grand houses we drive by whose owners we once envied; we actually find ourselves happy we're not in their shoes! Why? Because they are walled in, tethered to one spot and not free to be wherever else they would like to be. We realize, of course, that this is driven largely by our awareness that we have fewer days ahead of us than are behind us. Forty years of keeping up a house was enough; now it's time to be free of it and indulge our dreams.
That brings us to our month-long stay near the kids and their visit to our RV park at Lake Conroe. We cherish the freedom to come here and be near them for as long as we wish, careful not to be underfoot so as to create extra work for them in their busy lives. We also try to help them logistically as much we can, our goal being to contribute more than we take away. It seems to be working, as they have not moved away and left no forwarding address. Here are some photos from their visit to the lake and some other places we've taken the boys:
|Our spot at Lake Conroe|
|Our Adopted Family of Ducks at our RV Space|
|Watching the boats go by|
|Pryce and his dad, Tyler, doing some fishing|
|Pryce and Mason relax at our lakeside RV spot|
|Arriving at Trader Joe's. This store will never be the same.|
|A crown is a must at Burger King|
|When spoons just get in the way|
Thank you, Lord, for this wonderful life; please forgive me if I don't appreciate it enough each day.