Ockham's Razor

Or...The Weight On My Shoulders

This weekend, I, with the help of my friends, made huge strides towards the end goal of this whole project, and for the first time in a long time, in fact, for the first time ever, I'm starting to see a glint at the end of the tunnel.

A Shift of Paradigm

Or...Changing Priorities

After the devastation of all my hopes and dreams (yes, that's hyperbole) last Saturday, I've spent a lot of time thinking about my plan to move in to the RV, and I've been doing a lot of rearranging of a lot of lists.

Setbacks

Or...Disaster Strikes

This weekend, for the first time ever, I've suffered a setback large enough to make me feel like the RV plan was a mistake.

Stuff

Or...No, I'm Taking This With Me

There's a lot of transitioning going on, as I'm finishing up the final major repairs and tune ups, and getting my life moved over from the house, to the RV, and transitions cost money.

Wrench Turning and Dirty Hands

With the official move in date quickly approaching, today I put my foot down in terms of getting some RV work done. Then I failed miserably.

Decisions Decisions

Or...Three, Two...

It's been a trying couple of days for the RV plan. Between my, so far, two failed attempts at repairing the leaking water line, and the rain slowing me down from attempt number three, and the mountain of work ahead of me, and many many drawing deadlines, I've found myself pretty damn close to shaking this whole thing off as a bad idea, cutting my losses, getting rid of the RV and resigning myself to a normal, boring life. To prevent that, I've gone and done something radical, something dangerous, and something that some might call down right stupid.

Ticks And Tocks

Or...The Check List, Round 2

It's been a long while since I posted one of my obscenely disorganized checklists, so I thought, since I'm sitting here writing, I would put the updated one up for you all to see. And judge.

Baby Steps

Or...Moving Forward.

Today, (yesterday for you folk) I worked on the RV water system for several hours. While it doesn't feel like a lot got done, and plenty of mistakes were made, there were a few steps forward. Some minuscule, some massive.