Home is where you park it…

Now that the condo was sold, it opened a bunch of questions like “Where in the world are we going to call home until retirement Spring of 2018?” and “What are we going to pull this thing with?” The dealership where we bought our RV were gracious enough to allow us to keep the RV there while they fixed a few items, and until we sorted a few things out.  We need to find someplace close to Bruce’s work.  Our new home was bought in Zephyrhills, Florida, which is 120 miles from Fort Myers.  Oh yeah, how do we get it to the RV park since we don’t have a tow vehicle!  Buying a truck will have to happen a little later.

Where to live was first on the agenda because we needed to vacate the condo by the end of March.  A list was made of various RV parks we wanted to check out for the day.  Some were good and some not so good.  Our final stop of the day was at a newer resort called Cypress Trail RV Resort in Fort Myers.  At the front desk was a friendly “workamper.”  We were familiar with that term and struck up a conversation.  Interestingly enough, they needed a full-time office assistant.  Immediately we connected with the person in charge of the workampers.  In a few short weeks the rig was delivered, Robin was hired, and we were setting up roots in our new home.

Keep in mind, this all took place in a time span of 6 weeks.  Each piece fell into place perfectly!  God’s timing is always “right on time”! He is always faithful, and as His plan for our lives continues to unfold, we are graciously amazed.

“Simplify” Simple right?…

We had already downsized from living in two single dwelling homes to condominium living, a good first step!  Selling our condo with the furniture included, was another great step in the process.

Since wmotorcyclee decided not to buy a toy hauler, Bruce sold his motorcycle. He had a Harley Davidson Ultra Classic for 11 years and it was not easy just letting it go and watching someone else drive off.  Sometimes as you go through different stages of life, your interests change. We found we were not riding as much and we just enjoyed other things more. The other part is, the dangers on the road these days, especially in Florida, has increased dramatically!

The two kayaks were sold in hopes of eventually purchasing a Sea Eagle blow-up tandem kayak. Robin quickly realized the 15 very large photo albums of family and friends, spanning 35 years, would not fit in our RV!  She began digitizing all the photos to hard drives which she gave to her children.  We did the piles, Trash, Thrift Store, Sell and Keep.  We certainly struggled parting with our stuff! DSC_0110 Robin’s meltdown day came when she was sorting through a multitude of flower vases and came across the old green Musselman’s glass applesauce jar.  One might say either Trash or Thrift Store pile.  With much anguish, it found its place in the Thrift Store pile, only to be snatched back again after the tears.  Her father brought flowers (wild sweet pea flowers to be exact) to her in that little old jar many years ago.  Everyone has that “stuff” that we just can’t part with, collections, tools, grandmother’s dishes, handmade items.  Simplify, sometimes isn’t so simple!