Finding space can be physical, digital, and in my head. Living in a tiny house (camper 12×8 feet plus bed) finding space can be a challenge, one thing in often leads to one thing out. Yet I survive comfortably without a whole lot of stuff.
When out boondocking on public lands, finding space to park the RV includes a beautiful window view preferably without other RVs in sight, and a strong enough signal to get online. Once there, I’m in no hurry to move. Takes time to get to know a place.
The desert and mountains are a spectacular part of the Sonoran Desert I dearly love, during winter. Wonder how long I can stretch before needing supplies?
I put off moving until the next day.
But that didn’t happen either. After the fridge giving some grief and not wanting to start the night before I woke up with it humming right along. Good thing or I would have had food on melt down and eaten more ice cream than usual.
Tomorrow will be soon enough to shop.
Sierra is happier when we don’t roll but she has no problem finding space to crawl under the covers when we do, after several complaining meows.
My decision not to move paid off. The afternoon was filled with clouds and marvelous light.
Sadly, a new neighbor pulled in finding space right at the western edge of my sunrise view. But even that didn’t make it easy to leave this gorgeous place.
Alas, I needed groceries so really did have to go.
But I didn’t hurry too much as I was enjoying the cloudy show.
I took an extremely slow drive the three miles back to the highway trying not to bounce the camper too much. I’m thinking part of that problem is the truck itself needs beefing up with some new shocks and possibly overpriced airbags. Ideally, the camper could come off the truck this summer for its own repairs and then the truck could be worked on much easier. Had to stop along the drive because the pickle jar in a trash bag leaked and now my truck cab smells like dill pickles. I didn’t want to put the liquid in my tank or pour it outside as people-food. But then I did pour out the small amount left in the jar and the trash bag. Yes, finding space for garbage means the front passenger seat, extra water jugs sit on the floor. At first I was mad. Then I heard Berta’s voice about finding space in my head to laugh, and let it go. Good thing I like pickles, and that nobody could hear me LMAO!
After grocery shopping in Blythe, I struggled finding space in the refrigerator and freezer. Found a really good sale price on ice cream. Then there’s dry goods to cram in a small cupboard. And large supplies of paper products go in the truck’s back seat/pantry/closet.
No problem finding space to park overnight at Shady Lane RV Court. Yup, time to dump and fill again. Always nice to see Breezy and Finius who own the place. And a treat to have unlimited electricity to work on photos. Except for a problem finding space on the laptop’s hard-drive. So full, I couldn’t add even one, more, photo. I’ve been backing up to external drives in order to free-up some space. Not easy when I’m behind labeling photos by just over one year. The new camera definitely takes larger size photo files than the previous one.
By morning I realized I would need another external drive. Good thing that digital space is small and doesn’t take up much physical space. This would mean another trip to a town bigger than Quartzsite. If it wasn’t going to be super windy near Yuma I’d head south and possibly replace the old laptop, but it will have to wait longer. Instead I took the shorter drive north to Parker for a WalMart. Their computer selection didn’t entice me but I did buy another 1TB external drive.
Finding space to boondock near Parker isn’t easy so I returned to Plomosa Road and didn’t drive far as I only planned to spend one night. The place is too noisy for me, close to the road, OHV dust, other people, generators, and barking dogs.
That turned into two nights as I like at least one down day after two town days. Still had 1/4 tank of propane. A storm blew through and dropped some hard rain with wind so strong I could barely open the camper door. Later the sun came out and I went for a short walkabout finding space in the curved branches of an Ironwood tree.
Then sunset left a wide band of orange across the horizon with a sliver of moon hoovering above.
Winter winds in the desert southwest can be brutal but I couldn’t let them stop me completely. Besides I needed to return to Quartzsite to do laundry and fill both propane tanks before finding space to park in the quiet desert once again.
Instead of the usual Palm Canyon Road I took the MST&T Tower Road towards those lovely Kofa Mountains so my angle of view is different. There is a delightful Palo Verde nursery-tree to at least 3-5 Saguaros out my door and plenty of desert in sight.
With wind gusting 30mph and clocking from the southwest to northwest I parked pointing north so the camper is rocking a bit but down wind for the fridge that is playing games with two full propane tanks and fully charged battery. Once again it lit sometime after I went to bed.
The wind blew brutally on Valentine’s keeping me inside but the day ended with gorgeous colors.
The signal has been on and off iffy. That could be the deal breaker requiring me to move once again and finding space that meets all my requirements. Now I could really use motivation finding space in my day for more exercise. Anybody else struggling with that?