For most of my adult life, for various reasons, I moved every year or two. Looking back, I think it may have had something to do with growing bored easily. When most people I know needed a change…they rearranged the furniture. I just packed up and moved. Perhaps that’s why life on wheels makes so much sense. If you’re tired of the view…you can drive down the road and choose another one!
Meeting Gary was certainly no accident. He, too, enjoyed travel and was ready for an adventure! Downsizing has been an ongoing process. As I found with my Tiny House, you gradually learn how little you need to be happy.