I can blame COVID or a variety of other legitimate reasons, but only when I can hold myself accountable for my own actions can I make a change. Routines and habits must shift if I plan to lead this life I’ve worked on creating.

There is a deep sadness when you lose a parent. It hits you at times when you least expect it. Sounds, smells and a flashback of something you remembered that makes you smile. It’s an ache that you feel in your heart, a weight that you now carry.

It’s a SH!TSTORM! I embarked on my Etsy journey back in 2019 — it is my creative outlet. I’ve dug my heels in this April to make this a viable online business. I feel like I’m swimming upstream. It has been a continuous cycle of learning, dedicated efforts toward enhancement, and the relentless emergence of fresh design ideas.

I relate to Dug. Often things distract me. I start a project, and while I’m actually working on something, a random thought “oh, I should do this” pops into my head and I’m down the rabbit hole of creative tasks and projects. Sometimes it can be weeks before I get back to the ORIGINAL task.

Selling my 2019 Forest River Solaire as I embark on a different type of travel. I’m going EVEN smaller. If you are interested in a travel trailer, that can comfortably sleep 3, is under 25ft, under 6000k lbs loaded and can be pulled behind your truck. Check out the full video on YouTube.

Somewhere between 1975 and 2005, garage sales died. A concept of passing on things you no longer wanted or needed fell by the quickness and disposable Amazon world we currently reside. What do you do with the things no longer want or need?