Even though I’ve been on the road now just shy of three years, I’m still only beginning to figure out how I want to full-time.

A recent post by Tioga George led me that conclusion. He’s in southern California right now and having a hard time finding a place to spend the night without getting evicted in the wee hours of the morning. He seems to be having fun playing cat and mouse with the cops and still holds onto his preferred method of full-timing: moving around several times a day.

I thought about that for a while. His idea of spending the day in a prime, scenic, location and then moving to an overnight spot makes sense. I’ve even done that a couple of times.  Then it hit me: I hate packing up the rig to move it, but I love being underway.

I used to have two very different visions for my life. In one I was a homesteader and the other a nomad. RVing really fused those two dreams, but I’m still caught in a tiring dichotomy. When I am parked somewhere for a long spell, I am very glad to be back to an easy life where my toughest decision is what I’m going to make for dinner. But then I get myself back on the road, where every moment is challenging, and I don’t want to stop because I feel so alive.

It’s like mornings. I have a really hard time getting out of bed but once I’m dressed I’m unstoppable. It’s hard for me to build up momentum and once I do it’s important to get it going. Otherwise, I fall back into my old habits and I start to coast through life again. I find myself slowing down as soon as I spend as little as two nights somewhere. Yet, these periods stopped in one place are important since they allow me to do long term projects and really get to know an area.

Another thing that George’s post made me realise is that I pretty much hate driving the rig. I find it very constraining. I love driving both my vehicles separately, but together they take away as much freedom as they provide. So I doubt very much that I will ever succeed in creating my ideal full-timing life with my current setup.

All that pondering aside, I am still more content than I ever dreamt I could be, living, as Froggi Donna would say, my imperfect todays rather than waiting for my perfect tomorrow…