I’m not even remotely done chronicling the tales of our full-time RVing fiasco. But life has a way from getting away from us, doesn’t it? And now, life has moved on, we’ve exited that adventure, and moved on to others.
I’ve made casual mention of our seemingly sudden-but-not-really-surprising exit from full-timing life on social channels—Facebook and Instagram if you follow along. The transition has been all-consuming so getting the words down here about the whole ordeal has had to take an extremely back-row seat.
The short version of the last four or five months is that we’re now living in the absolutely wonderful town of Silver City, New Mexico. How we ended up here is a convoluted tale wrapped in layers of complications.
But we now own an unsightly, shit-show of a foreclosure—the ugliest house in the neighborhood. It sat vacant and unloved for years prior to our notions that we could take on a renovation project. This place is going to keep us busy for a long time but every improvement we make is a step forward rather than applying bandages to our living shituation to simply to keep treading water and survive. Sadly, that’s what our life in the toy hauler had become.
Now we get to move forward.
We have our bikes with us again. We have a vision for this house. And we can get back to being our best selves— riding together, working together, and creating our space together. One that works for us.
It’s odd how going backwards can actually be moving forward, isn’t it? Noodle on that one for awhile.
In the meantime, thanks for following along. We have no shortage of challenges ahead as we renovate this house. And you know I’ll share all the gory, absolutely-not-instagram-perfect details. But also get back to all the things that are what this little blog is about—motorcycling and outdoor adventures, travel and photography, life—and now home as well.
Keep moving forward, friends, one plot twist at a time!