As it happens, I just about got the money thing licked – no debt, a bit a savings, and van life expenses down to about $500 base per month. Living in a van down by the river, I can damn near get by selling plasma and doing online surveys.
Ain't that just peachy? Ain't you jealous? Well, every silver lining has a touch of gray.
My Van Life Journey Till Now
I been doing full-time van life for about a year and a half now. Most of that were markin' people and places off my bucket list. Did a shitload of driving in 2016 and part of 2015. That's all done.
This year I'll be hanging around New Mexico area mostly, with little hops over its borders. Tired of drivin', I'll be goin' less far, more slowly.
But that light plan leaves a shit-ton of time on my hands. Again Vanholio yells, What now!? What do I do!? A man can only jack off so many times a day before it hurts.
I finished that bucket list in October, BTW. Guess what I did next. I worked my ass off building me some moneymaker blogs – potential moneymakers, that is. Was puttin' in full-time work hours and more. For reals.
Came to My Senses When I Realized 2 Things
- My heart weren't in them blogs. In fact, doin' 'em sucked.
- I didn't get into van life to chain myself to a fuckin' monitor.
Shit, I was whip-drivin' my own self 'cause I don't know no better. And because the busyness business kept away the boredom.
Vanholio's Full of Shit!
Vanholio's been trained up a wage slave like the rest of ya'll. Seems that whatever philosophical bullshit he babbles, deep down, Vanholio don't feel like much of a man unless he's workin' hard, bringin' the Benjamins, and gettin' approvin' nods.
But ain't that what Vanholio's taking a stand against!?
I got into van life, supposedly, because I value time over money, reject the consumerist Rat Race, and choose to walk more softly on this here earth. That's what I told everyone, includin' my own self.
Well, fuck me. I ain't so fuckin' enlightened after all. But at least I quit them stupid moneymaker blogs.
2017 Van Life Resolutionary
|Maybe someday ...|
But then, I got no fuckin' idea how to do not much. It keeps me awake nights. Where to start this journey, that's the question.
As per usual, every solution's got its own fuckin' problems built right in. Even living in a van down by the river.
Happy New Year's!
Oh, and if you got advice, by golly, speak up! I'm all ears.
Hey, Beer Vanholio! He works hard on this blog.
Also See ...Save the World by Doing Less, or Nothing
Tiny Wisdom: The Things We Don’t Want to Do (Tiny Buddha)
10 Ways to Enjoy Doing Nothing (Real Simple)
Work Stress Is the Saddest American Status Symbol (Salon)