For the past month (or so) we had packed (and packed and packed and packed) until the time finally came for us to move out of our home into our 35 foot travel trailer. Yep! We living large in our RV. Again. This time it is temporary though. We know the end date for getting out of tight quarters so it makes each day less stressful. That’s not to say the first few days were crazy stressful. We had meltdowns of epic proportions (I’m not proud to say I was included as a participant.) We had drama over what was where. We had lots of frustrations over too much stuff in too little space.
Yet, here we are, three days after closing on the sale of our home, and we are settling into more of a routine and it’s just been a week in the RV. We’ve been living in it for one week and have cleared a lot of the excess stuff into the hidden storage in the RV. We’ve also fallen back into the routine that living eight months in the RV will give you. The only difference this time is that we have added a cat, Buddy, to the mix this time. I have to say though, as crazy as it can be trying to keep him out of the dinner area while we are eating, he is very entertaining otherwise and very loving when needed. Buddy has become our therapy cat and he does an excellent job of destressing us as needed.
We have two more weeks in the RV and then we move into our next house, just in time for Christmas. I had to prayers surrounding this move – one was that we would not have to live in the RV and one was that we would be in the house for Christmas. God has his reasons for having us in the RV again. I’m just glad that we will be in our house for Christmas.
For I know that plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11 (NIV)