Lesson Learned: I’m going to use the date of the blog as the title so that you all know when I actually wrote it. Who cares when it was posted? I wrote and drafted a blog on the road and it never made it publishing until I was well settled where I am. The date of 0002 is because They made up the dates as They wanted, so can we! I say that Nov 1^st 2023 was Nov 1, 0000. I didn’t change the months but, in my mind, that was the start of the New World we are going to create. Even my very Catholic mother loved the idea of starting over. I don’t think she realized the Catholic church is the one who says what year it’s supposed to be.

Another Lesson: Don’t get yourself too comfortable in someone else’s RV. The woman who asked me to watch her RV while she traveled to rescue a relative has come back early. She is actually 83 years old and was staying in a tent, sleeping on just a bed roll, as she tried to help her relative. She was imagining 2 months, that’s why she asked me to stay. When I agreed, I didn’t know that her plan was to sleep in a tent. When she told me what she was doing, I asked why she didn’t have a cot, or even an air mattress? She thought she’d be fine but it cut her trip short though, as her soul age just hasn’t caught up with her body age and she’s feeling it.

I was supposed to meet up with the manager here, yesterday, but he contacted me as I was emptying the RV of my belongings. We are going to meet up today, at some point, to do the onboarding process, set me up in their system, and show me the ropes a little bit. I told him why I couldn’t meet up with him yesterday. He knows that I’m watching the RV for her, and understood. I also asked him if he could think about finding me a shady spot of my own, even though my new friend said she only needed to come back for “a week” to regroup. I don’t think she’ll be going on a rescue mission again soon.

I paid for the month here, in spot 6. I don’t mind that she’s back and that I’m in my van. I’m still parked here, and I have power to plug into. I would have been in my van at any other spot so I really don’t mind. But I would like my own picnic table to use my electric hot plate on. I don’t feel comfortable using it in the van because it’s a one burner, electric coil. They take a long time to cool down so I wouldn’t be able to put it away for a while. Her picnic table is now a plant stand.

Even if she leaves again, I won’t be moving back in. Her fridge has all the food that I don’t have room for in it because I had just gone food shopping before she informed me that she was coming back. I wouldn’t have done that, had I known she was heading home. I need to make sure that I can get back into the swing of van living easily, which means not moving out until I have a place of my own.

A place of my own… is that just a dream nowadays? Reality comes from the imagination, after all. Everything you see had to start out as an image in someone’s head. I want to buy a big enough piece of land that I can invite others to come share it. I’m thinking 5 or more acres. I would prefer to have some kind of structure on it already so that I don’t need to worry about installing plumbing or electric. When I look online, I don’t see much! I’m hoping that something will come through for me. Universe? Are you listening?