(Or, how we spent our summer vacation)
Early in June 2011, a renter for our off-grid house appeared! This will free us to travel for extended periods.
A major downsizing opportunity! We are retaining Robyn’s room for long-term storage. The guest space adjoining our garage will be our backup residence. All told, we’re moving from a 1500 square foot house into about 768 square feet (but actually living in only 200 square feet in the RV). (By comparison, our hero Dee Williams’ portable tiny house has about 84 sq-ft downstairs and a 49 sq ft sleeping loft, and a 14 sq. ft. front porch. Indoors total is 133 sq. ft. We’re doing pretty well with 200 sq. ft. for two of us, which includes two work spaces).
We have about eight weeks to move out of the house.
Weeks 3 and 5. Janaia’s mother Rowena (Ms. Clean) comes for two weeks and gives us a mighty good kick start.
Rowena takes away two packed van loads.
Weeks 1-7. Janaia staging stuff to go out. Buckets of emergency food storage grains go to a friend.
Every week. Pack it out! So far, three utility trailer loads (with Janaia’s art studio and other furniture), seven van loads packed to the rafters (above), and seven large boxes shipped.
Week 7. Robyn’s room with edit bay (left), art and office storage (center), and long-term storage (right). More downsizing opportunities abound.
Week 8. We made it! Clean and ready to rent (Left, dining/kitchen. Right, living room)
Week 8. Janaia drops. Marathon over. At least this phase.
Week 9-10. With the house completed, we turn our attention to the guest room portion of the garage. It is our backup residence and consumables storage. It’s also a staging area for more items to send on. Downsizing continues…
We’ve simplified. We feel much lighter and easier. We’re letting go of ideas and identities along with stuff. I’ve let go of the notion of Lone Bobcat Woods being the hub for a residential community.
Our call for now is to be vagabonds taping Peak Moment shows in the wider world. We’re energized to follow that call, not knowing where it leads, but looking forward to its unfolding. And happy to have less stuff in the little red wagon we’re pulling behind us.