In the planning for a while, now.
At the end of July, Beatrice and I moved out of a 3-BR house and took a small, 2-BR apartment near her work. For the month previous, we did three garage sales and sold countless things via Craigslist (with 100% success—that service is an amazing value). The other part is that I'm officially unwilling to live permanently in urbania—or sub-urbania—ever again. I feel my life draining away each time I'm in bumper-to-bumper traffic, or sitting at a stoplight for 5 minutes.
So, I'll only be visiting from time-to-time, and Bea will be visiting me in the two places I'll be most of the time.
Here's where I am now.
For now, it's staged at my brother's hilltop place above Placerville, CA, where I'm just a bit over an hour to Lake Tahoe down Hwy 50, and an hour & a half to Home Sweet Home #2 down Hwy 49.
Here's my home office.
And here's the view out the back.
It's rented out just about ever weekend of the year except for a few we block off now & then. During winter and summer, it's often rented during the week. For instance, in July, there were 8 sets of guests, 4 same-day turnovers, and only 6 days that it was unoccupied. Busiest month ever. This month, there are 14 days I can use for myself.
So, for example, here's how it's going.
- Left San Jose Monday, arrived here in the afternoon and have since been getting everything staged, and now it's work time.
- Beatrice will be up here Saturday with the doggies for my brother's 50th Bday party.
- Sunday, she'll head back to San Jose and I'll head to the cabin for the week.
- Guests arrive Friday, so at that point I'll head back up here.
That's as far as the schedule goes. That's how I want to keep it. I'll just ride like the wind, I guess. I'm also beginning to look at some international travel in order to scope out future nomadic destinations.
So that's the story for now. I feel like a million pounds is off my shoulders.