And that’s okay . . . but that’s not okay.
You see, I know how to live in my RV, even in winter. I’ve gotten used to it, I don’t want to be used to it anymore.
After nine years I know how to handle things, what to do; what I can get away with, and what I can’t. I know how and when to keep water and “liquids” liquid.
This whole journey was about getting rid of debt, building up a bit of a nest-egg, so as to “correct” a few of my many financial mistakes that I have made in my life (and take ownership of).
It was never supposed to be a way of life for the rest of my life. I suppose that’s part of why I don’t want to renovate or modify Wanda so as to be comfy year-round: I might want to stay in Wanda.
The main reason I don’t renovate Wanda is that I don’t want to spend the money on something that is by definition temporary.
Wanda is and was always supposed to be a temporary home, not a permanent home. Wanda has become my permanent home, of a sort, and I don’t like that.
In the spring, summer and fall, life in Wanda is fine and I get along quite well. It is in the depths of winter that things get challenging and test my resolve.
I endure what I have to endure because of that dream of having a place of my own, of home ownership without a mountain of debt, and yes that nest egg.
Again, I can stomach a mortgage as long as I have a nest egg and my mortgage is not too crazy high.
I like having cash left over at the end of the month. I like steadily building my savings and investments. I want to keep these things going even after getting a home of my own.
I will continue to do what I have to do as I move forward towards having a home of my own, even if it is a Dreaded Condo.
Hmm . . . dreaded condo or waking up to -15C inside my house . . . thinking . . . thinking . . . .thinking.