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Going From Homeless to Houseless

Posted 11-25-2011 at 10:03 PM by DrivinMyHome
Updated 11-26-2011 at 05:42 PM by DrivinMyHome

On the last weekend in May 2011, we left the house for the trailer one last time and took it out for it's (our) maiden voyage: a trip from Phoenix down to Tucson to see family. While in Tucson, we showed off our new home for the first time to our family and friends. It got a warm welcome from most. We also made a few calls and set up arrangements for a place to park it once we got back into the Phoenix area.

It was a short trip, lasting only three days, but I felt awesome about it. There was a sense of accomplishment at having taken a real trip, safely. I felt like a true 'traveler'. When the weekend was over we headed north back to the Phoenix area where we found our park and purchased a weeks stay.

In that first week there were a lot of firsts: first time with full hookups, first opportunity to dump the gray and black tanks, first time doing some real cooking, and the first time we were without the safety net of having a house to retreat to if things got too hard. I remember lying in bed one night thinking for the first time "This is my house." It was a bit scary and liberating at the same time. I also started having my first real doubts.

With the temperatures heating up for the summer, I wondered what we would do if the air conditioning failed. What about if the fridge stopped working. The doubts kept coming. Now, I'm not one for doubts. I usually jump right in without much forethought and take my lumps as they come. I live by the motto "don't sweat the small stuff, and everything is small stuff". But this time I was thinking about my family. Here's where my wife stepped in yet again, alleviating my doubts this time by stepping right into the roll of the 'modern trailer wife' and handling all of her normal duties as though nothing had changed. She made sure the kids were fed, dishes were done, beds made; everything that should be done was. Could she have accepted this lifestyle more than me?

This gave me newfound hope. If she could not only accept this lifestyle without any guilt or doubts, I should be able to as well. Where I looked at it as a 'bad' thing (I equated it to being homeless), she saw it in a more positive light (she was happy to be rid of the house). I am usually the "glass is half full" person while my wife has always been more "are you crazy, look at that glass, it's half empty!!". I see it as I am the 'yin' to her 'yang'.

Over those first seven days I realized, being without a house was not much different. We had lived in our townhouse for six years and not once did the A/C go out, or the fridge, or any of my other worries I was having about the trailer.

I decided not to think of it as a trailer, but rather as a home. Home is where I will watch my children grow up and play; where I will love my wife through thick and thin; where I will kick my feet up and relax. And, the best part is: my home can go with me wherever I decide to go!

I realized: I am not "homeless", I am "houseless", and better for it.
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