Another looming disaster?

Living in a travel trailer in someone’s back yard is one low-cost option when downsizing, especially if your travel trailer exceeds your vehicle’s towing capacity.  Ours does.  With the way the price of gasoline is skyrocketing with no end in sight, changing that doesn’t look like a brilliant option either.  Not only would we have the expense of another vehicle, either as a second one or replacing our mini-van, but it is tough enough fueling the one we have.  It can work quite well, but there are problems.

We’re encountering one.  

We really, truly, most sincerely and definitely too, need to find a lot or piece of property that will work for us and we can afford to buy.  Being semi-nomadic and at the mercy of others’ lives, choices, behavior, and whims is apparently not for us.

It seems that our benefactor has had financial problems resulting in their home being put into foreclosure.  What does that mean for us?

It means that if they don’t manage to salvage their situation, we’re going to have our own situation of being forced to move while ill prepared and without a clue where on earth we’re going to go next.  We had been looking, hoping to find a low cost alternative to a trailer park or RV park, but so far…nothing actually suitable has come up.  Trying to get a time frame, etc. hasn’t been easy–it’s an uncomfortable and difficult situation for everyone.  For us, it looks like we have at least three weeks before the “Fist of Fate” descends on our heads.  Outside of that, we don’t know.

Panic time?

Well, panic wouldn’t do us any good.  We are “financially challenged” right now, courtesy of some health problems that have dropped unexpected costs on our heads too.  We don’t have our usual cushion in the bank account.  Our search for a new location is continuing, even if there is a much more serious air to it.  We really could use a bit of good luck at this point.

Sometimes, I have to admit…it seems as though things go wrong if we get too comfortable in our temporary locations.  It’s like we’re supposed to move on, so “stuff” starts to happen to make us do so.  We had gotten a bit more complacent about where we were and how we were living our lives, and now…we’ve been made uncomfortable to inspire our search afield once again.  Nobody wants to wait for the sheriff’s office and an eviction notice before they are prepared to move on.

We’ll most likely check out some RV parks, as a “just-in-case” move while we continue our search for more agreeable alternatives.  By their nature, RV parks tend to have frequent vacancies, which means we can likely get a slot if we have short notice that we’re going to need it, as well as the ability to relocate when something more agreeable IS found.  In a sense, it’s going to be our “Plan B”.

Sometimes, it’s a real good thing we have 26 letters in our alphabet.

 

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About giascott

Writer, blogger, cook, grandmother, mother, wife, radio personality, outdoor enthusiast, dog enthusiast, crafter, artist, and part-time nut~~I've earned a lot of t-shirts in my day! I'm one of those crazy independent women who can cut down a tree, build you a shed, sew you a dress, cook your dinner, make some soap, pitch a tent, build a fire, catch some fish, dig in the garden, chase a kid or two, write you a poem, paint you a picture, and a dozen other things...just don't ask me to sing! I'm also embarking on a relatively new portion of my life, one of being disabled. I'm learning some lessons along the way about a lot of things too.
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