We've sold what we could and donated the rest. Our life now fits into a 31-foot motorhome and the 6-foot bed of a pickup truck.
I already know that soon we will be paring down our belongings even more. I've told hubby that he has to quit adding "stuff"! "A place for everything, and everything in it's place" is my new motto LOL!
We've been sleeping in our 1987 Bounder for almost a week. Tonight will be the sixth night. It's been pretty comfortable, but then again we are parked in our daughter's driveway, plugged in to electricity, and have full access to her home for kitchen, bathroom and television. We haven't cooked, eaten or showered in the coach yet, although we do dress in there. It's a bit tight, to say the least, as we are both big people.
I've realized in this short time how convenient electricity is, and I am getting a tad bit antsy about being without it for five months. We have two generators, but somehow it's just not as comforting as that little plug.
I think my little old dog is having the hardest time with the change. She does not realize that this is our new home. She prefers the comforts of a "house." Every night when I tell her "let's go to bed," she runs to my daughter or into the guest bedroom wanting up on the bed. When we get up in the morning and take her out to potty she runs to the front door as soon as she's done.
We'll be leaving next weekend for Washington state, where we will be gatekeepers in a day use area from May to October. No house for her to run to then! It'll be an adjustment, but I'm sure she'll be fine. Hopefully we will, too.