Two weeks from today I will complete my last day of work in Santa Fe, and we will be officially free to hit the road. There are no plans or guarantees once we move into the wagon and put Santa Fe in the rear view mirror. Right now, it feels like there are no guarantees that we will be ABLE to put Santa Fe in the rear view mirror. There is still so much to be done, both in terms of dispatching with our possessions and finishing our new house.
I won't bore you with the details. This process has taught me that in some ways, the term "simple living" is a misnomer. Living simply requires not only a lot of knowledge (to make everything from scratch) but also quite a bit of stuff. Sure, most of the stuff might be trash-picked, thrift-stored, hand-me-down or handmade, but it is stuff nonetheless. Moving into a tiny house requires a completely different kind of simple living. We'll have to temporarily abandon practices we've kept for years (keeping chickens, brewing beer, growing food, etc.). But our cost of living will decrease dramatically, and in my book, fewer needs equals more freedom.
It's early in the morning here and we are about to get to work on the wagon to escape the brutal heat we've had here all week. The show must go on!