So my new home is very nice. Pretty even. The kitchen has the usual stuff and a cooshy “rug” on the floor in front of the sink so I don’t get too uncomfortable while rinsing dishes. The flooring is slate. There’s a dishwasher, microwave and the kitchen sink is very big which is awesome. There’s a wood dining table with 6 chairs around it. I could have a dinner party. hahaha. That’s kinda funny. Oh and I think the counters are marble or something expensive.
My bedroom is upstairs. It’s furnished with a full size bed. It’s a sleigh bed. Very cute. It has a matching dresser. There’s a sliding door closet. Big window with very modern blinds and curtains. There’s an overhead fan.
I also have my own bathroom. It’s modern. Nothing junky. Wood looking flooring. Neutral colors so I’m going to buy pink towels and such and have a pink bathroom. Pink’s my favorite color.
I’m going to have to buy a few things, to keep up appearances. I don’t even own a real pillow. I need a pillow, towels, washcloths, a bath mat. A shower curtain and an endless bunch of stuff for the kitchen. Well, first I’d better see what’s in the storage unit. There ought to be SOMETHING useful in that thing! I might have to get rid of some things too. I don’t have much space. Hard to believe isn’t it. I STILL have too much stuff after 4 1/2 years of van living. That’s ridiculous! AND I might need to buy things. Crazy. Oh well.
I don’t feel bad or good being housed. It doesn’t feel like home yet. I wonder how long it will take. Maybe two weeks. My bed is super comfy and I guess I’m safer. This place is like fort knox.
I miss D. He’s my friend that I spend a lot of time with. We have parted ways, at least for now.
I’m really psyched to think I could have a girlfriend over for tea or wine sometimes. Or my children could visit me. That’s neat.
My roommate is out of town for the next week so I’m having lots of privacy. I’m slowly moving my things in. I have to house sit starting tomorrow so that will slow things down anymore. Come hell or high water I need to the rest of my crap out of the storage unit by the 30th of the month unless I want to pay for May! I def do not.
Something different. I put an ad on Craigslist offering to set up people’s Facebook business page. Someone took me up on the offer so I will make a few bucks there. I’m trying to transition into social media marketing so I can sit on my butt all day. hahah. Just kidding. I’d actually like a mix of desk work and physical work. That would provide a good mental and phsyical balance I think.
Thanks for reading everyone. Any questions?
Long story but I’m actually going to move into my new place tomorrow night. Luckily enough, my roommate and my landlady are going to be gone for 5 days so I’ll be able to move my things into my room in privacy. I had been kind of worried about everyone seeing my stuff or lack thereof.
So this is my last night in the van. It feels a little weird. I don’t feel ready. I’ll let you know how things go.
Well today’s the second of April and I’m moving into my new place on the 15th of this month. Technically I have 13 nights of free sleeping in my van left but I’m house sitting for three of those nights so that leaves 10 nights.
I’m supposed to be looking forward to it but I’m a little nervous about paying rent AND trying to keep my van running. I’m not sure I can do it. The woman who owns the house is also a client so it would be so embarrassing if I had to leave after a month or two.
Still I will have much more privacy. I hope my roommate just keeps to herself like I intend to. A bad roommate can make life a living hell. I’ve heard the stories. And I will have to be considerate of her sleep times etc. I can’t just jump in the shower or cook myself something to eat in the middle of the night like I could if I had my own place (Not that I did that very often before but you get the idea).
Right now I’m sitting in a parking lot writing this post using my phone with people all around me. This time a couple of weeks from now I’ll be typing my posts from my laptop in my room, all by myself with pretty pictures on the walls around me. I’m going to splurge a little and buy a fancy comforter for my bed. That will pretty much set the tone for my room.
Can you tell I’m trying to psych myself up for this?
I’m probably going to feel a little closed in, in a room. I’m guessing that when I first move in I will “hole” up in there for days in end, when I’m not working, then I will get cabin fever and get out. I guess a lot of people do that sort of thing. I think I may still sleep in my van from time to time. I have this wonderful spot near the ocean and summer is right around the corner. I love summer in the van.
Well I guess that’s enough if my gambling for today. Have a good one!
I haven’t talked about this yet because I wanted to gather my thoughts on the matter. Around a month ago, I went to my storage unit to put my blankets inside for the day (converting my van from a bedroom to a work van) and the door to my unit was wide open and almost all of its contents were pouring out of it!
It turns out that there were 22 units like mine tossed. The crooks only took weapons(!) but not from me because you’re not even allowed to have weapons in those units. I’m shocked that people were keeping that sort of thing in their storage units!
I guess I felt violated as people say when this sort of things happens but at the same time I looked at the situation as a chance to go thru my belongings again, get rid of some things, and get organized.
Pretty soon I’ll be moving all of my stuff out of there and I have a feeling not all of it is going with me to my new home. I doubt I’ll have room for it all. No big deal.
I probably won’t need any kitchen items as there is a full kitchen in this place. I will probably need to buy a comforter and some towels. Hope I make a lot of money this month! I feel pretty insecure about paying rent again. Then I remind myself that I’ll probably be saving some money cooking at home. We’ll see.
Some people have asked me if I will continue this blog after I move into my new home (a rented room) next month.
At first, I was thinking I probably wouldn’t. However, as I move a way from freesleeping (aka homelessness) as a way of life, I will probably have thoughts on homelessness from my new perspective. I will also have thoughts on staying housed, and success in general.
The rags to riches story is very popular in America. How many businesses have you heard of that “started in someone’s garage”? I don’t actually believe most of those stories. They are getting too commonplace.
With me, you’ll get the TRUE story of my rise from homelessness to …the middle class or beyond. And someday, I will come clean to the world, giving out my real name and face and perhaps making a difference in the world as a result of my experiences. I haven’t wanted to give my real name because of safety concerns, business concerns and most importantly, trying to keep certain family members from worrying about me. But once I’m on firm financial ground (in five years or less I hope) I think I’ll be able to let all the walls down.
In the meantime, if you are a new reader and want to learn more about living and working in a van, please start with my first post here then go to the next post (chronologically) by clicking the link just below and to the right of the about section. See photo below for assistance. I have circled the link in the photo below to help you out.
Photo by Mercy from Wikimedia Commons.
I think this is it my friends. I think I am finally moving back into a sticks and bricks home.
It’s supposed to happen next month. I will rent a room in a condo. There will be one other roommate (not the owner) and we will share the kitchen, one and a half bathrooms, a sitting room and a tv room. Oh and there’s a back porch. The washing machine and dryer are in the garage. I don’t think I will get to park in the garage.
It’s a very nice place. I didn’t think my first place after living in my van would be this nice. It is a furnished place and it’s NICE furniture. Nothing junky about this place. I was wondering how I was going to explain having virtually NO furniture when I moved in. Now I don’t even need to worry about it!
I feel a little weird about my van living experience being almost over. I feel like I am quitting van living, like a quitter.
All my friends are super happy about it. Now I can be “normal” and they don’t have to worry about my safety.
BUT as anyone who has been reading here long knows, I don’t hate van living. It has its drawbacks but I like not paying rent very much! The van living experience has given me the freedom to start a small business. I created a job for myself that I actually LIKE. That’s huge.
I’ve also learned that I can do anything. I’m strong.
I’ve learned that if you’re quiet, the police probably won’t bother you while you’re sleeping. I’ve learned who to stay away from. (99% of free-sleepers)
I AM looking forward to more privacy, especially around going to the restroom. I’m also excited about saving money on food and laundry.
I’m nervous about rent but I guess it kind of works on paper. We’ll see.
The photo is of A wooden Viking house in Landa (archaeological outdoor museum) near Forsand, Norway
I know some people who sleep rough (outside). Not only do they sleep rough but they are outside for most of the day because almost everything costs money. The library is a good hang out but it’s not open all the time and I’m sure it gets boring after a while (not for me cuz I’m an internet addict!)
Anyway, some homeless people have money. They might have a disability check, they might work a little or they might get a regular allowance from family. It usually isn’t a lot or they’d have a place to live but it’s enough to buy some meals (and sadly drugs and alcohol, although not everyone on the street is addicted).
I’ve noticed that in certain circles when you have money, you are expected to share and when you don’t have money, one of your friends will share with you. You want to be known as someone who shares so if you are broke people will help you. I have watched this in action and it’s quite interesting.
I have given out money here and there but don’t receive any. That’s ok by me but I imagine, if I were to find myself in trouble, I would probably be able to borrow 5 dollars for a meal or whatever. Oh wait! Actually I did borrow 5 dollars for gas once so I could get to the bank and cash a check so I could buy more gas! The person I asked knows I work so he knew I would pay him back right away.
I don’t really want to live that way, depending on others and having demands on the money I make but I like the sort of community feel of it. I imagine my European ancestors may have helped each other like this in different times and I see Mexicans (who are part European of course) do this even today. They buy lottery tickets together, pay for parties and weddings together and so on. I have even heard of money pools where you pay into it for months or years and eventually you will “win”. It’s a sure thing, not left to chance. When it’s your turn, you win. It’s an informal savings plan I guess. I like this idea. I wonder if any of the Mexicans ever renig on the deal and I wonder what happens if they do. They are probably mostly family members so to renig might put you out of the protection and help of the family circle (as it should). I’ll bet people don’t renig very often.
Anyway, that’s what’s on my mind today!
PS. It looks like I’m not going to be able to get all my comments back. That makes me very sad! Sorry guys and gals!
A kind reader alerted me to the fact that all the comments that have been made to this blog are now missing. Ugh.
I have contacted Mooch, my webmaster by email to let him know. Hopefully he’ll be able to fix the problem. I don’t have time to learn the technicalities of wordpress. I wish I did!
Did I tell you folks I have an air mattress in the van now? I have a battery operated pump that I got for under 20 dollars and it takes about 5 minutes to blow the mattress up. I throw my blankets down and there I am. Snugasabuginarug! I am getting quite spoiled!
I am tired of not having a bathroom “in house” though. When I sleep at the beach, there’s a public bathroom but who wants to put on their shoes and see dozens of strangers on the way to the toilet in the middle of the night? And who wants to do that when it’s in the 40 degree range out there?
I’ve been working a lot. Still underpaid but I’m slowly working on changing that.