More RV Living

So, BF got a job thanks to Indeed and military mechanic experience! I’ve been putting in applications everywhere, but BF talked to the Administrative manager at his job and she interviewed me and it looks like I’m in! So we’d be working at the same place, hopefully with almost the same hours.

So, BF has been fixing the leaks and buying new parts and everything so that is finally starting to come together. We’re working on all of the storage still: the bottom of the two bunk beds is now storage for our deep freezer and my nightstand and the vacuum (which we actually might not need). The biggest annoyance now is the RV rocking back and forth with any movement inside, like walking from the bed to the bathroom or other things. So, BF made sure that the jack stands were evenly spaced under the RV, supporting equal weight. Then we went to buy more jack stands to support the weight under the axles, and we bought things that go between the sets of tires to keep the RV from rocking forward and back, shaped like two triangles with the top points facing each other. They’re curved to fit around the tires. Basically wheel chocks that go toward the top/middle of between the tires. That has helped a ton, although the RV does still rock a tiny bit. We’re just about settled with it!

Cooking is a bit of a challenge because there is obviously very little counter space and the stove and oven are relatively small, as well as the fridge and freezer being small. But we’re making do, and I’ve learned that we can buy the fresh ingredients for things and eat at home for cheaper than going out to eat all the time.

To save a little on energy consumption, we like to keep the thermostat at 65 in the morning, 60 at night, and we just keep blankets and hoodies and cozy socks around to put on if we feel cold. I like to keep things unplugged where I can, like phone chargers not in use. I use a three wick candle in the evening for light in addition to the light from the tv. The blinds are open during the day to maximize natural light. Keeping the bathroom door also helps keep heat in the rest of the camper, because there’s a skylight and a vent in the bathroom and obviously no cloth things to help hold in heat.

We have to wash dishes a lot more often because the sink is very small and there’s no dishwasher. It made me realize that I bought WAY too many glasses. I have sets of four of five or six  types of glasses, so most of them are in storage.

It is quite the challenge to realize that all the stuff you have is probably not going to fit in an RV. You get used to all the things and don’t want to part with it until you get frustrated enough with lack of space to say “screw it, it’s going in storage.”

If I haven’t touched on something you’re wondering about, let me know! We’re only about two and a half weeks in to RV Living but just about everything normal happens in two and a half weeks.

First 10 Days of RV living

Let me begin by saying, I’m so happy I don’t have kids! Of all the things I’ve been taking care of, it would have been a million times harder with a kid running around, getting in the way.

Okay, now that that’s out of my system, here goes.

We bought the RV from my man’s mom and stepdad, so it’s obviously used and has been sitting out in the Nevada elements for a good long while, so that will take quite a toll on any vehicle. But, it took us three days to drive from Texas to Oregon, and three long days at that, considering the moving truck only being able to come over mountain passes at 35mph.

We filled a 26 foot Penske moving truck (Penske really took care of us for the costs of the truck and car carrier!) with our stuff, and we had some stuff in the back of my man’s personal truck. When we got to Nevada at the end of the second day to pick up the camper, we unloaded most of the bulky things we had in his mom’s garage so we wouldn’t have to get a big storage unit, which will save us money.

So, we got here and we had already had an RV park accept our application so we knew where to set up. We got checked in, and we immediately had to go get a small storage unit for the rest of our things so we could return the moving truck to Penske. I had an interview that day, so I wasn’t here to help load the storage unit or start setting up the camper, but my man graciously did that. So I came back and started to unload the boxes of things we were going to keep in the camper, and my man started hooking up our resources. Lo and behold, most of the water fixtures leaked and the electricity wasn’t cooperating. So we had to go out and buy some parts (which are expensive!) and we got it functional for the night.

The next two days were also filled with repairs and part replacements and an interview for BF, which led to him getting a job! While he worked on the repairs, I worked on organizing our things and trying to find places for everything. The camper we have has a full size bed, which fits our queen sized mattress but it overhangs at the bottom. There are two bunk beds across the length of the camper, which we are using for storage thanks to not having kids. The bottom bunk holds our deep freezer and my nightstand and our vacuum, and the top bunk holds towels and small miscellaneous items we couldn’t find a place for. There is a floor-to-ceiling pantry which we loaded with food and we put our plates, bowls, and coffee mugs in the cabinet over the sink. We bought a set of utensils and put them in the drawers under the sink, along with some packaged spices. (Note: we have a whole box of spices that are sitting on the floor near the couch because we haven’t found a spice rack at the store yet.) Our rifles and pistols are under one of the bench seats by the table, and our pots and pans are under the other bench seat. We’re obviously keeping the couch area free since there is no storage under it, and we bought a coffee table to sit in front of the couch. Our drinking glasses are on the counter between the stove and the exterior wall, along with the knife set and coffee maker. Cookbooks and some cleaning stuff is under the sink. Clothes are…. just about everywhere actually. There’s a closet, drawers under it, a smaller floor closet near the door, and two closets and nightstand space near the head of the bed, all of which we have stuffed with clothes. You never really think about how many clothes and shoes you have until you need to find space for them in an RV.

Long story short, we got a place for almost everything we have with the additional room in the storage unit and a tough box under the camper.

We’ve been having issues making the camper level, and with all the water fixtures over the last ten days. I have no idea how to fix them, so I’ve been letting BF do that, which he has done without complaint. Even when we have to go out and spend MORE money on parts, even when I’m concerned about the RV not holding enough weight, he hasn’t complained. He just finishes the job. He’s been so patient with everything, and I greatly appreciate him for that.

The cable is free here at this park, although it’s analog channels so we don’t get up to date times on everything and we have a very limited selection. Wifi is also free but the area we’re in is in kind of a dark spot so we’ve been using BF’s mobile data for netflix. I’ve been using the shower at the office provided by the park so I don’t run out of hot water, but the shower in the rv will work just fine for short rinse-offs.

So far, that’s been about it. Lots of small issues that we’ve taken care of, except for me getting a job.

I can’t stop these thoughts

Since we’ve started packing for the move, I’ve been looking at what things to toss and what things to keep. I found a photo album last week or so and it happened to have a picture of the scum that I “dated” before my current boyfriend in it. The one who was married with two children and lied to me about it. I saw the picture and I got upset all over again, but something else needed my attention so I just closed the album without removing the picture. Now I can’t get the fucker out of my head.

Don’t get me wrong. There is absolutely nothing wrong between me and my current boyfriend; we haven’t been fighting and everything has been going really well. There is absolutely no reason that I shouldnt’ be thinking about my man instead of the garbage before. But the asshole keeps coming across my thoughts and it really makes me mad. I keep telling myself that my boyfriend is the best man for me and that I’m really happy with him, so there’s no reason to think about anyone else. But I’m thinking I never got closure from the ex. I never got to beat the shit out of him for putting me in that position. I never got to tell his wife that he was cheating on her and had done it before to warn her of who she was sharing her life with.

He’s been in my dreams for the past three or four nights. So has my boyfriend, but the ex always appears first. It’s tearing me up because it’s starting to make me feel like I’m hiding something from BF or that I’m mentally cheating on him, even though I can’t control my dreams. Is it just a matter of forcing myself to think about BF to replace the random thoughts that pop up every time they do? Is it a matter of finding that picture again and ripping it to shreds to release the emotional hold it obviously has on me? Do I burn the picture instead?

I just want to be able to focus on my boyfriend because he deserves nothing less from me. He’s all I ever wanted and I don’t want to feel like I’m cheating on him mentally because of that fuckface.

Starting our RV living

Boyfriend and I are moving from my hometown to Oregon. I’m 24 and have never lived anywhere else but here, and BF is 30 and has been in the military for the last 8 years so he has moved quite a lot. He will be getting out of the army, and we have decided on Oregon for our home. We have decided that, while we get on our feet, we are going to live in a 32 ft RV in an RV park for six months. This will save us money because a) RV payment + RV lot fee = ~525 per month, compared to 1000 per month or higher for renting a house and b) even if we get really good jobs with good income, paying 525 for living expenses out of our salaries we expect to get will allow us to put a lot into savings for a home that we love and put a good down payment on it.

We are currently three and a half weeks away from the drive with all of our stuff. We have about 90% of our things packed, leaving just enough to live off of for three weeks. We are going to get a storage unit for all of our stuff until we get the moving truck and load it up, and then we will drive to Nevada to get the camper (we bought it from BF’s mom so we got a great deal on a basically new RV). We will drive halfway (about 8 hours), stay in a hotel for the night, finish the drive (another 8 or 9 hours), stay at her house for a night or maybe two, and then finish the drive to Oregon (about 10 hours).

Because I have never moved before, I’m very excited, but the closer we get to moving, the more scared I get. I know that we have everything planned except for having jobs lined up in Oregon, but I’m the biggest worry warrior ever. I’ve been looking everywhere for tips on living in an RV, but haven’t found much in the way of making everything easy.

So, I think I’m going to be what I wish others had done, and keep everyone up to date on what we find out and things we could have done better. So, here are the first couple of things that have helped us so far.

  • We have been saving as much money as possible, thanks to living very frugally and basically not going out to do fun things. This is in case we don’t find jobs right away. However, BF will be getting terminal pay from his last day in the military (Oct 16) through the last day of his contract (Dec 14). So, if we do both get jobs, we have our savings and his terminal pay to carry us for at least a month (although our savings could probably support all our bills for three months). Due to his service in the military, we are doing a DIY move, which means we are moving all of our stuff and the army is paying him for the cost of moving him back to his hometown which is roughly the same distance as here to Oregon. That payment will cover the cost of the moving truck up to a load of 9000 pounds, and BF is confident that we will have money left over for all of the gas and food and the hotel night we need during the travel plus some extra once we’re at our destination.
  • We started packing our things about a month ago, and BF still had a lot of his household stuff still in boxes in the garage because he was living with a roommate and only had one bedroom in the house. This has really helped on stress levels because, when you complete a big task by breaking it up into smaller tasks, the big task is not an issue anymore. However, the roommate has already moved out of the house which forces BF and me to get a storage unit while we’re still here and we will be staying with my parents for the last week before we move. We tried finding a storage unit for $1 for the first month like some of them advertise, but there is an admin fee and insurance, so we decided that waiting until Oct 1 is not practical because we need to be out of the house before then, and getting a unit for three weeks versus for two is not that much more expensive.
  • Our camper is big. 32 feet, which is roughly 7000 pounds. BF has a Silverado 1500 4×4 with a towing package, but it might not be powerful enough to haul the camper. So we have taken that into account and have a backup plan to switch trucks with BF’s brother (his truck has a Cummins engine so as much as I hate dodge vehicles, I’m all for saving wear and tear on the Silverado) and then switch back at some point. But we are hoping that the Silverado can handle it.
  • We have, of course, packed everything into Tough Boxes, which we labeled to make it easier to place things in the storage unit so we know exactly what we will need to go in the camper when we get to Oregon and which we need to go into storage up there. The more we can get into those Tough Boxes rather than in odd and assorted shapes and sizes, the easier it is to fill the storage unit and moving truck because squares and rectangles the same size are so much easier to play Tetris with than random items outside of random boxes we acquired. We have also been trying to keep track of weight so BF can report it to the army in order to get paid, but when you’re focused on moving things and organizing them into neat boxes and stacks, it is difficult to estimate weight. The most we can do is hope that we have enough weight to get paid enough to cover the costs of the whole move and keep ourselves from paying for anything out of pocket.

So far, that’s where we are in the start of our new journey. I am excited to keep reporting on this to help anyone in the future who might be thinking about choosing the path we chose to live in an RV while we’re getting stable in a new state.

Thanks for reading!

This Has To Stop

Our men and women who are out there keeping at bay those who would wish to harm innocent citizens are being murdered. In their homes, filling up their patrol cars with gas, while sitting in their vehicles. If the good sheepdogs are being murdered, how long until the wolves eat up all the innocent sheep? (This is an analogy; I am in no way implying that all good people act like sheep.) The terror has to stop. Please lend your voice in support of my Blue family. Every life makes a difference in the world, and it is up to every individual to choose whether that effect is positive or negative.

Support the Blue Here

Truth  Darren GoforthDon Allen


I googled “what to do instead of facebook.” I think facebook is what has been fueling all of my irritability, because there are so many people in the world who are just… nasty. People are assholes nowadays, which ties in with my post yesterday. I think the more I get wrapped up in seeing what is out there on the internet that people post on their facebook, the more I realize that more people get worse every day. People get offended by what others think, but there must be quite a few people out there who do things to get recognition, or to see how far they can push social limits.

It’s actually really discouraging, to be honest. I have seen that 90% of the people with whom I’ve come in contact just don’t have compassion anymore. It’s all about them and what they want, whether someone tells them not to do it or not. There is a complete disregard for the law, and equally a disregard for the compassion of others. I know I have said that people should stay out of other people’s business, but compassion is different. You don’t have to be in someone’s business to be courteous and realize that the things you do could affect them. Actions that don’t seem to affect anyone but yourself can affect other people. Those people who do drugs affect their families’ emotional state and sometimes even their financial state. The people who have to be out in front of everyone in a line or out driving affect others because people don’t like confrontation, and those who drive recklessly put others at risk of property damage or even worse, the possibility of a fatal crash.

That person who accidentally bumped into you at the store, whom you glared at or made a nasty comment to, could be fighting a mental battle that they feel they can only fight through self-harm.

When I did my google search, there were some other searches suggested at the bottom. Three out of about ten of them asked, “what to do instead of cutting.” I can’t say that I have ever been suicidal, although the thought has crossed my mind about what would happen if I was actually gone. I can say, however, that I know how it feels to have mental pain that I couldn’t figure out how to relieve. I was a preteenager, or maybe thirteen, so it has been quite a few years since then and I have changed my outlook on how to relieve pain. But I know that there are still people of that age out there who haven’t moved past it yet and are suffering, because of someone else’s choices or actions.

I think sometimes the struggle for me is to understand why people have to act the way they do. Has the media so affected us that we see someone that has power and we need to feel as if we have power over someone else? The need for power is probably ingrained in us and has been for many years, because if we submit to other people, we might lose out on resources that we need to survive. But many things that we encounter today have nothing to do with getting resources. Using my driving example, is cutting someone off really going to help you get where you need to go any faster? Is being discourteous helping you at all? All that does is frustrate someone else and make you angry. There have been at least three instances in my city within the last month where someone got a bad case of road rage and shot someone else. At least one person died, because two cars were on the road traveling somewhere and one person didn’t like how the other person was “in their way” or what have you.

It’s really discouraging. I can safely say that I have lost 90% of my faith in humanity. So, instead of subjecting myself to the plights of people I wouldn’t ever meet in real life by staying on social media, and I would like to try to focus on what I am doing to make sure my life is happy. I have been interested in learning the German and Russian languages lately, and there are several woodworking projects that I would love to get started and completed. I am working toward becoming a law enforcement officer, so I need to train for that, physically and mentally, to learn how to assist people on the calls I will get while staying emotionally detached so their problems do not become my mental problems.

Focusing on the betterment of my life, instead of getting wrapped up in the deterioration of others’. I’d like to make myself focus on the roses in life, rather than the thorns.



You know what I find funny in the strange way? Why do people seem to judge everything everyone does?
Most of what we all do is, at the time, the best thing for us. Whether it ends up nasty later or if it remains the best, we still made that decision and it is done. So why do people judge and say “you’ll change your mind” or “you do it because you’re controlled by XYZ” or any other hare brained, bone headed poison that ends up coming out.
I am guilty of it, no one is saying I’m perfect. But lately I have been trying to remember, people all like different things and I can’t change anyone’s life or anyone’s mind except mine. No one else’s life is my business, and all I need to do is support them, even if I think it’s not right. Because, people are going to do what they’re going to do anyway, and if it doesn’t affect your life at all, why should you have any input?

I have an idea, and I told a “friend” at work. She said she wouldn’t do it because of reasons, and when I told her my thought process on it, she said “it doesn’t matter what I say, you’re going to do it anyway because you’re controlled by money.”
Bitch, I can advise against you going out and getting shit faced every weekend and having sex with whomever because of the STDs you can get because you’re controlled by your impulses. But do i? Nope. It’s your life and your actions don’t affect me, so who am I to say anything to you about it?

It’s really upsetting that people are assholes nowadays. Is this what goes through their heads? :