It’s 6:15 in the morning, predawn on a Saturday in Baltimore. The start of my last half-marathon of the year is 45 minutes away. My phone says the temperature is 40 degrees. But I’m comfortably warm and starting to type a blog post without any gloves.
Welcome to Roxanne, race support vehicle.
This week’s post is a break from RV stories and tips about decluttering. The story should be familiar enough by now, I suppose.
It’s hard to describe World Championship Punkin Chunkin if you haven’t seen it. Picture, if you can, pumpkins flying through the sky across a Delaware farm field, propelled by machines custom-made for the task. This weekend’s trip was probably our fifth altogether, our second as parents and our first as RVers.
Penny’s our 3-year-old rescued Puerto Rican street dog. Roxanne is our 2-year-old bright red Winnebago. They haven’t spent a lot of time together, until this weekend that is.
My phone is with me almost everywhere, even though I’ve basically kicked it out of the bedroom. It needed some maintenance today. And I’ve decided– for now — not to replace it.
To wait… seems like wasted time. Haste can be a life-saver, from our ancestors who fled from predators to today’s trauma surgeons who bring patients back from the brink. We can track the wait time to renew a driver’s license without leaving the house. And I’ve written before about how we fill those extra spaces in our lives.
Is there ever a benefit of acting without a sense of urgency? Where you wait first, and act later? You bet there is. Especially when you’re consuming media.
I said no to being awake earlier this week. I simply went to put my head down for a bit after doing the dinner dishes, and I woke up 11 hours later. It got me thinking about how minimalism applies to time.
RV renting: what’s it like having your RV go on travel adventures without you? Lindy put it best, as she often does. It’s like watching your child pull out of the driveway in the car by herself for the first time. Except the car is your child.
I’ve got mooching on my mind lately. Is it possible to aim for minimalism — living a simpler life — without relying on someone else to pick up the tab?