Thursday 1 December 2022

It Was -15C In My House When I Got Out Of Bed

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.

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