Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Lets’ Fly Away

Well, here I sit on the last leg of the flight to Sacramento to pick up a Winnebago Rialta. I think I discussed earlier why I wouldn’t be buying one of these, but as I did more research I found that this was the only RV with a regular full size mattress. After talking with a neighbor who had the Navion I realized that even though it had a queen size bed the fact that it was in 2 pieces would become uncomfortable and the idea of making the bed every night was very unappealing.

So after seeing this Rialta on Craiglist about a month ago, I found I kept thinking about it and wondering, so if there are only 3 of these available in the entire country, why was this one still available. So during this marathon of sorting and packing, 2 weekends ago, I started asking friends if they knew anyone in Sacramento who could look at it. A friend emailed me a list of services that could inspect the vehicle for me. The first one on the list, Auto Nerds, just screamed out at me. My partner in crime called and spoke to “Andy”, a professed VW fanatic, who would be happy to share with the technician via cell phone the things to look for in the RV. This was on Tuesday. Throughout the process I just believed that if this was the right one for me it would be all that it was advertised to be and it would be mine. Thursday at about noon I received the phone call that set this trip in motion. The Rialta was spotless, all systems worked and it only had 7,492 on the odometer. Andy told me to put a deposit down immediately as he heard from his tech that there was someone coming to look it that very afternoon. He also said that it was so like new and rare to find one in this condition. It was a 2002 and that if I didn’t jump on it, he might.

I called, negotiated the price, and was wiring a $1,000 within the hour. It all happened so fast. I had 2 tickets for the one way flight to Sacramento 5 days later. It seems so impetuous of me to be making so many quick decisions regarding my future. I keep being asked if I’m excited, and to be honest, I’m really too busy trying to keep up with the deadlines that I have set for myself to think much about it.

In a matter of a weekend I was deciding on a moving/yard sale, buying an RV, giving myself about 5 days to bring it back so I can prepare for knee replacement surgery on April 15th. It all seems to be happening so fast and I am managing somehow to stay ahead of it. Having the house ready for sale by the 10th of April when I plan on signing with the broker may be unrealistic but I will keep working toward that deadline until I arrive at the 10th.

I am realizing that my life goals and enjoyment are as important as everyone else’s. As frightening as making all of these decisions are, there are feelings of liberation that comes with it as well. Landing will start the next part of the adventure. And we have begun to descend.

Trials and tribulations of the weather

This March has been one of the worst on record. Today is the 30th and they have already declared it the wettest in recorded history. It was also a hard winter, blamed on El Nino. I think it all helped me make the decision to sell this spring. I’m sick of taking care of the yard, the sidewalks, the garbage, the recycling and, with the girls leaving, there is no way I can or wish to do it by myself.

This morning flying out to Sacramento was a challenge because of the Nor’easter hitting the east. This would be the 3rd major storm for March and the flooding was devastating. White knuckle driving to the airport with less than a car lengths visibility was not the way to start the day. Missing our flight meant a totally different flight plan which will get us into Sacramento at 4:45 PM (7:45 PM EST). Fortunately, my partner in crime agreed to spend the night in Sacramento, so it’s not the worst circumstance. Tomorrow we will hopefully be fresh to start the 2800 mile journey back home.

Moving Sale Outcome

The moving/yard sale was a success and a lesson in humanity. People were ringing the doorbell at 7 am to start shopping and had to be reminded the sale started at 9. I labeled them the vultures. There was a line at the gate waiting for 9 am and we managed to get set up in time. Everything was a negotiation. If it was $1 they offered .50, having sold on commission for years it was comical to me how much people would try to undercut the price. I even had a few that were rude. One guy told me he was going to pay $5 for a weed whacker and when I told him $7, he handed me a $5 bill. Then asked if he could he plug it in to test it and I said only if he had paid the $7 for it and walked away.

Saturday was busy and productive even though it was only about 40 degrees, 2 days earlier it was almost 70 degrees. I think we would have done even better if it had been warmer. Sunday was even colder and it rained midday effectively ending the sale. We brought everything inside and staged it in the rec room. By 5 pm there had been less than 15 people all day and we were all thoroughly exhausted. I’m going to have to figure out how we are going to clear the house of the remaining stuff. I either have to have another garage sale, sell it on craigslist or donate it.

None of the large items were sold so I guess it’s back to craigslist and featuring the dressers and dining room set. I found that the only thing I was attached to was the dining room set. The rest of it could go and I was happy to see it leave. Having strangers walking through the house was also a new experience. The paintings and items that were marked sold (to protect them) were the ones that people seemed to zone in on.

Monday, March 29, 2010

Moving Sale

With the help of some really good friends, I have been discovering all of the stuff that occupies this house. I am far from finished but it’s been a good start. It’s been daily 8 to 12 hours a day of going though and deciding what I will keep and what will go. Some of it, which I will call dead relatives’ stuff, has probably been the toughest to get through, partly because of memories and mostly because there is so much of it. Thankfully, these good friends don’t allow me to get bogged down in sentimentality. They have kept me moving through it all.

It was decided last Sunday to have this sale, like almost everything recently once a decision is made it is acted upon immediately. So with less than a week to prepare I have been playing catch up. The girls have been as helpful as their schedules allow which is not enough time. Can I really ask for more when one is giving an award to a Jordanian Judge and having dinner with the UN undersecretary? Or the other is going to school fulltime, doing spring track and studying for her computer certification? We are all feeling the pressure of late and we are all tired but we still manage to support one another. It’s at times like these that I realize that I am surrounded by amazing and wonderful people.

The sale has made me a bit nervous, I could have been downsizing for the past year but didn’t have the energy to do the work. Now there is no choice but to get it done and maybe that is the best way. It is overwhelming to make so many decisions about the things you have accumulated over a lifetime. Then to put a price on their worth is another matter that I found difficult. Queche which is her Peruvian name has been a Godsend, since we went to catholic school together I can’t think of any other way to describe her. She has an antique business and she has been here almost every day guiding me through the process and pricing things. There is no way I could have done this without her.

Another friend has given me her weekends and has waded through this mess with me. We have been friends for over 25 years and we have had quite a few adventures together. We have supported one another through raising our kids, health issues and divorce.

They will both be by my side this weekend when the hordes of shoppers come. Yesterday as I was running around shredding papers and clearing out my office, the doorbell rang and it was an early bird shopper wanting to look around. I was dumbfounded, and let her in to my home which is a mess. She started going through stuff and I realized that I had made a mistake. Fortunately, I was saved by a phone call from my daughter which helped to get this woman out of my house. I consider myself a pretty strong person but this caught me completely off guard and I’m amazed that I let this woman control the situation.

Well, I’m learning a lot about myself and for the most part, I like who I am.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

You don’ know what you got till you want it gone

Getting rid of your stuff is not as easy as one might think. I never thought I would be attached to all of this stuff but I am finding that letting go of it is hard. In so many ways going through all of the things in this house is making me look at what is really important to me and how much I really need. We started with books and after clearing 4 bookcases I whittled my book collection down to 3 boxes sending the rest to be donated to the local library and what they would not take were recycled. There is so much china and glassware and it’s hard to believe how much of it I have. I am packing away a lot of it hoping the girls will use it and enjoy it. I almost wish there were other nieces or nephews to offer it to but that is not the case.

I am finding it difficult to stay on my timeline which means I have to work harder or faster. I’m not sure which at this point. Bringing the house up to show level means a fresh coat of paint and some repairs and its necessary to schedule them now which means picking a real estate agent and staging the house and getting rid of large pieces of furniture that only makes the rooms look smaller. So far the piano has been posted to craigs list and once I get the china out of the breakfront the dining room set will be going the same way. I’m hoping to reduce my belongings to 1 storage unit.

My business clothes for the most part are being donated to an organization that helps women get back into the workforce and so I know that they are going to a good cause and that I won’t be using them while I’m on the road nor do I see the point in holding on to them when they may be helpful to others.

At times I wonder what my new life will feel like. Will I have a sense of loss over all that I’m giving up or will it be a feeling of relief to not have to care for all this crap.

Advice

I value others opinions. I find that I learn so much and get a different outlook on the same situation or idea. I had thought that I had done a lot of research on RV’s and I was seriously considering purchase when my Aunt out of the blue recommended talking with my cousin who had a smaller RV/conversion van. She was upset by the idea of me riding around on a Vespa scooter. So of course after getting off the phone I went back to researching and found that I could get a short chassis Sprinter which would be about 19.5 ft.
I started this blog entry about a week ago and I’m just getting back to it. There are so many choices to be made out there in RV world. If I go smaller then I have more versatility in places I can take it and park it. If I go with the 24 FT then I’m pretty much limited in where it can go but would have more living space.
I have done a lot of research and I have a few models in mind now I need to talk to my cousin about the advantages of diesel over gasoline. I also have to decide when to buy. Now is the start of the spring/summer camping season. So there is a lot of stock out there to choose from, but they are also selling for a premium. I won’t need the RV until the house sells and that is an answer I won’t have till it sells.
During the week I walked my dog to a neighbor’s house who has the Navion DL. I introduced myself to the 2 ladies and learned a lot about the model and RVing in general. I am now a proud member of RVing women and have joined another forum about traveling as a single woman. The ladies had a lot of very informative advice and tips and promised to mentor me through the process this summer. I was also invited to a RVing Rally in Lancaster, PA. in April unfortunately, I don’t know if I will be healed enough from my upcoming knee replacement to attend. There is always the June Rally which might work.
More on my choices as I come closer to deciding.

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Decisions, Decisions

Thursday of last week and again yesterday I went out looking at RV’s for the first time. On Thursday I saw the 1999 Rialta and a 2002 Vista, both had a VW 6 cylinder engine and promises to get 18 to 20 mpg. The price range for these are 25 to 40k. They are about 22 ft long and standing height is about 5’10. On Saturday, I looked at 2010 Winnebago Navion IQ DL, which is 24 ft long on a Dodge sprinter chassis and has a Mercedes diesel engine in it and it gets about 18 mpg. I love the DL, driving it is like driving a Van, the turning ratio is amazing and very easy to handle with great pick up. It is also the replacement for the Vista but it is decades ahead as far as interior design and options. For numerous reasons I am deciding against the Rialta. I find that it really is too small if I’m going to live in it. I also worry about the transmission because there have been reported problems. Getting it serviced at a VW dealer is not always feasible due to its size. I had wanted to stay in that price range of about 40k but that may not be possible.
Now that I have seen and driven the DL it was a research time. I wanted to see what their resale value was so I hit all the sites to see who had them and whether they were new or used etc. It appears that the DL with the rear slide is the top of the line, so when dealers order it, it comes with all the options. I have not found any used, although I have found a 2009 in Georgia and have already gotten a price of 88k. The same dealer has a 2008 CL which doesn’t have a slide and but does have some features I could live with. The fact that it doesn’t have the rear slide means I can mount the Vespa and only need to take it off when I wish to use it. With the DL the scooter would have to come off in order to extend the slide. Having a back with issues, makes having a real bed is a big plus. The DL can sleep 4 and the dining table is part of the front bed. The problem with that is I would prefer not to have the big table there and more floor space and just use the little flip up table. Unfortunately, there is no place to store the table when not in use. The decision is whether to store the table and lose the ability to have guests or live with the table and lose the floor space, either way once I leave I don’t intend to be back for awhile so once decided its one that I will have to live with.

Another issue is the price tag. The 2010 DL I can have out the door with taxes and tags for about 98k. The 2009 for 88k. I haven’t really negotiated completely with the Georgia dealership yet, so I still think there is room to get the price lower. The 2008 while new is on the clock for its warranty, but it is a cheaper model and will probably have the deepest reduction in price.

Now that I have bored you with all the technical stuff, another question is do I buy it now before the house is on the market or do I wait and possibly lose out on finding another DL that isn’t more expensive. There are 2 09 DL’s in the country for sale and the other one doesn’t have all the options I want. The 2011’s will be out in 6 months and because it will be the Mercedes sprinter it will be more expensive and can only be serviced at Mercedes, whereas now I have a choice between a Dodge dealer or a Mercedes dealer.

So I must decide on timing because I may have difficulty getting any of the models down my narrow driveway which would then add the issue of storing it till I needed it or do I wait and hope that a 2010 will be available or even the 2009? Fortunately for me a friend lives about 30 minutes from the dealership in Georgia and has offered assistance with this part of the adventure.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Hello,
Today is the first day of the rest of my life. I am embarking on the journey that will reconnect me to my spirit. About 9 years ago I completed my acupressure training and was about to go for a spiritual walk of the El Camino to cleanse myself after years of difficult work caring for my terminally ill parents. I trained and prepared and just as I was about to leave, my then husband was threatened with cancer once again and I canceled the trip. As I realize now, that was when I started to die, if not physically although that is when a lot of my physical problems started, spiritually I started to wither away.

On 9/10/01 I was ordained a minister and was certified as a acupressure therapist, I was on my way I thought toward a more spiritual life. As we all know 9/11 was a day that changed the world and subsequently my world. Being so close to it physically was jarring to me spiritually. I helped with the relief effort, unloaded trucks that were staging at the field 4 blocks away but I couldn't stop feeling the ones who had passed in the attack. I still remember the silence. Living close to Newark airport you get used to a lot of planes flying over head on their way to the airport. To have complete silence in the sky except for the occasional military jet doing flybys was deafening. As with everything else the world moved on from 09/11 but differently.

It was at that point I started to have serious accidents. It was as though I was placed in harms way which caused physical damage to my body. I realize now that as I withdrew from the spiritual world that the physical one was kicking my ass. I have had countless surgeries to fix broken or torn parts of my body. As I am today, I feel continuous pain in my back and knees which have and are being replaced. Hopefully, with the 2nd knee replacement, my days of repairs are over.

Throughout, this time my marriage of over 20 years disintegrated. Years of dealing with a brain injury due to an overdose of chemotherapy had altered both of us. My beautiful and smart daughters,(they take after their Dad) where very angry and wounded young ladies. With numerous diagnosis’s, mild brain injury, depression, Frontal temporal dementia, nuerotoxity, life as a family ceased. We separated in December of 2005 and were divorced in 2007. I spent most of this time raising the girls and we helped one another heal from all that had happened and in that healing became a stronger tight knit family. I am thankful for all that they are to me.

I’m happy to report that everyone has survived an in most cases flourished. The oldest is getting married to her longterm love and will be practicing law in a year and a half. The middle is studying her craft and loving the life of a musician and artist. The youngest will head off this September to start college and the next phase of her life. Hopefully it will be at Carnegie Mellon but wherever she winds up she will be a success.

Now to me, the most important person in this story. After years of supporting this family and running a business that was nothing more then a source of income in a very toxic industry and taking care of everyone, it’s now my turn. I have decided to sell my home and buy an RV and discover this country and discover myself once again. Over the past several years I got lost. I all but disappeared. Getting to this point was my goal, I just never anticipated the toll it would have on me.

Misson Acomplished! My girls are independent, self sufficient and ready for the world. My work here is done. My ex is stable and has chosen to stay here. He is back into playing music and enjoying his life once again. I wish him well. Now it is my turn.

I called a very dear friend of mine who is also a psychic and asked for a tune up. You see it has been so long since I played on the inner planes that I couldn’t remember how. Now that is truly a sad statement to make. Here I was in a house that is being dismantled or decluttered as the lingo now goes and I was stuck. I just couldn’t move forward, to the frustration of my daughters. So I called her and what we discussed was so illuminating and heart chakra opening that I feel like my old self for the first time in a long time. She pointed out that I had become one of them, stuck in the physical world. Spiritually I had been dying since I canceled my pilgrimage to the El Camino. I had sent a message to my physical and spiritual body that other people’s needs where more important than my own. From that point on I had been dying which was why my physical body was in such bad shape. Now I am moving forward not only physically but spiritually, which I hope will take me to places I have only dreamed of. To focus on my growth and wellbeing solely or soully from now on is going to be a great adventure and I am writing this blog so you can join in my adventure.