This is the longest time that I have lived a life, and the first time that I have gone so long without wanting a tornado to rip through that life so that I could start over. I still don’t feel that way. I love my life and I embrace all changes to it.

Talking to Donna about her and Ken starting over with a new house, I expressed how I feel that I’m going through a change, too, but couldn’t quite put my finger on how I was feeling. Donna immediately came up with the perfect word: cusping.

She’s right. I am at the cusp of my RVing life as I originally imagined it. I have seen as much of this continent as I need to, any more would be a bonus. I’m getting tired and the idea of traveling a little less is rather appealing, especially if it means being able to save up money to start traveling internationally.

I can tell my life is on a different course now that I have the property and it is working out so well, but I’m not certain yet what the course is. I just have a strong feeling that it’s going to mean winters traveling and summers staying put, unless I can afford to fly out and explore some far flung corner of the globe. But it doesn’t mean moving out of Miranda into a fixed home. I really don’t see that happening.

Going back to Kelowna, I had a meeting with the Women in Trades counsellor at Okanagan College about the RV tech program. Talking with one of the program teachers, it seemed that the demand for RV techs in Saskatchewan could work in my favour and that I could likely get a summer job with the freedom to travel in the winter. I’ve always wanted to learn a trade and RV tech is obviously a good fit for me.

The Women in Trades program also seemed like a good fit at first glance. I qualify for it and would get free tuition, books, and safety equipment. The hiccup is that I either have to live off savings or get a student loan. I cannot earn income while doing the program. I love our governments’ logic.

I always said that I would only go back to school if I could focus on it and enjoy it, so there is no way I would further put myself into debt to attend school, nor do I think it’s realistic to believe I could save up several years’ worth of living expenses. So it looks like taking the RV tech program is not the path I am meant to take.

There are more thoughts rattling around in my brain right now, but that’s all I feel like sharing at this point. I am curious to see where the next few months guide me. Right now, I’m still envisioning myself in Quartzite sometime next winter. 🙂