Busy Day

As I’m writing this, it’s not quite noon and I’ve already done quite a lot.  I couldn’t sleep so I got up around 5 am and used the bathroom at CVS (thanks J!) and headed to the gym.  Did my cardio and worked my legs and abs out on the weight machines.  It’s amazing how comfortable I am at the gym now.  I remember a commenter named Sherry wrote a while back “YOU PAY to use those facilities in any way you choose. You are a paying customer, not a mooch. Hold you head high, shower like you own the place, and smile at everyone you pass!”  I have taken her words to heart.  I don’t feel bad about myself anymore because I’ve chosen the free-sleeping lifestyle.  Most of the time, I hardly think about where I sleep at night and just go about the business of living.

Anyway, after the gym I got gasoline and something healthy to eat and headed up to my old free-sleeping area to pick up a check.  Then I went to the credit union to deposit it.   By the way, I keep meaning to comment that now that I free-sleeping in a new, unfamiliar city, I feel such affection for my old city and realize what a great place it is for parking your van and going to sleep!  The way the streets are set up, it is easy to find a quiet spot.

I still love my new city better though.  The people are much more friendly there.  The people in my old city were pretty stand-offish.  They acted like you were weird if you spoke to them.  In my new city, people aren’t that way.  In fact, often they speak to me first!  It’s amazing what a half hour drive and a different demographic can do.  See, the only thing I can see that is different is the first city has more races and cultures of people and for whatever reason, this creates an element of distrust.  Again, the lack of friendliness isn’t on my part.

Anyway, I went to my PO Box and picked up my mail and now I’m at a coffee shop.  I still have to go to my storage place and also pick up a case of water.  Then I’m going to meet a couple of friends for dinner and head back to beach city.

My scouting trip around the area I work was good last night except the laundrymat I investigated is no bueno.  It’s in a bad neighborhood.  The city I work in has good and bad areas patchworked together and I don’t know the area well enough to know at which point a street goes from ritzy upscale enclave to a Tijuana type ghetto.  Even if I didn’t experience a crime against me or something, I’m just not comfortable in that type of environment anymore.  I say “anymore” because I actually used to live in an situation like that and talk about unfriendly!  I’m a little slow but in retrospect I realized most those folks didn’t like me living in “their” neighborhood.

Ok that was 498 words, so I guess I’m done.  Thanks for reading!

About Maureen, Living in a Van

I'm a free-sleeper living in a van in the prettiest part of the world. I do this partly due to financial circumstances and partly because I love a good adventure.
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6 Responses to Busy Day

  1. Ryu says:

    I’m glad you like your new city and its inhabitants. I know what you are writing about. There is always a slight tension in certain neighborhoods. Feels like you have to watch your back constantly, like something’s always going to pop off. I can’t imagine relaxing enough to sleep in a vehicle on the street in such places.

  2. Charlotte says:

    You sound strong today, Maureen. Feels good to hear the strength in your voice. Praying for you and hoping God blesses you with peace no matter what is put in front of you.

  3. Tinycamper says:

    Haven’t heard from you in a few days, Maureen. Are you okay? How are things going?

  4. Maureen says:

    Things are going good. I love my new city so much! The other day I was at the gas station putting water in my radiator and a nice guy came up and did it for me! Such a friendly place! Work is going good but I’m tired. Will try to post this weekend after I’ve had some sleep. Catching up on my internet right now. 🙂

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