As full-time nomads, we might not live in a neighborhood, but we’re definitely part of a community.
Photographs of Memories
We started sorting through our stuff in September 2014. Very few things were kept. Most were… relocated.
Everything below is pulled from Facebook, to create a history of events before I started blogging on Oct. 1, 2015. Further downsizing details will be posted as they happen, on the Home page.
Re-posted from Facebook – Sept. 13, 2014
Tim stands at attention in the bathroom doorway, holding his naval officer’s sword at his side, wearing only boxer shorts.
“Hey Honey,” he says. “Do you think we’d need this? For protection?”
I regard the scene dispassionately, “Guarantee you would not be the only guy in the trailer park with a sword.”
Re-posted from Facebook – Sept. 15, 2014
I’ve come across a folder full of mimeographed assignment sheets.
I don’t… Why would I…? Wow.
Re-posted from Facebook – Sept. 16, 2014
Based on the contents of our first aid supply drawer, I’d say I thought we were out of band aids, every month, for a year.
Re-posted from Facebook – Sept. 17, 2014
Melon Baller Cheese planer Nut cracker Potato ricer Get outta my drawers! Your services are no longer required.
Turkey baster woulda been on that list too, but I actually used it this week!
Re-posted from Facebook – Oct. 25, 2014
We’re dirty, smelly, and exhausted. We sold shit. I said, “It’s a dollar” at least 400 times. We took unsold shit to Goodwill. We took unsold books to Half Price Books, where we are awaiting our cash bonus. And we made enough money to cover about 6 months worth of RV payments! Maybe I’ll use some of that cash to pay someone to vacuum all our newly vacant floor space.
Because seriously, ew.
Re-posted from Facebook – May 4, 2015
For better: cottage, hut, hovel, yurt, camper, tent, cave
For worse: big house
No more big houses. Or any structure with baseboards, really. Or wall-to-wall carpet. Or lots of shelves. And light fixtures can take a flying leap too.
(Says the wife spending her day working upstairs — where the air conditioner isn’t.)
Re-posted from Facebook — June 23, 2015
Cleaning out the garage: how it goes
T: OK, go pack everything that’s on the router table.
E: Which thing is the router table?
E: <starts putting items in box>
T: Wait. No! Not that.
E: But you said “everything.”
T: I know. But not that.
Repeat eight times, or until Emily figures out a way to make it look like an accident — whichever comes first.