Fulltiming. Not everyone is cut out for it.
And then some are suited for it, but it’s not the right time in their lives.
For instance, I once was obsessed with owning land in the country. My pretty little house in town had neighbors so close we could talk from our windows. I wasn’t satisfied. I yearned for a huge lawn with trees, plenty of space for a big, vegetable garden, and no neighbors. I needed roo-o-o-o-m . . .
Lots of grass. Here's some grass. There's some grass. Lots of grass.
I found my house in the country. One of the first things I did after moving in was to go to Lowe’s and buy a red riding mower. I couldn’t wait to get on the thing. I had my big lawn with trees …
I mowed …
And I mowed …
And I mowed …
Soon I was back at Lowe’s picking out the mother of all rototillers. I was going to have an award-winning garden and it was going to be BIG.
Do you see the brown thrasher?
Tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, radishes, summer squash, winter squash, zucchini, cantelope, watermelon, eggplant, beans, white corn, yellow corn …
And I hoed …
And I hoed …
And I hoed … 
I was so proud of my garden! Friends joined in and it became an ever-changing source of good food and companionship for all of us. I loved it. Crunching those crisp radishes, and later, tying up tomatoes, running fresh ears of corn to the pot of boiling water, splitting open melons at just the right time. Ah, yes, I loved my garden.
Will I miss it once I’m on the road?
Probably, once in a while, but not too much. It was a lot of work and I’m older now. I think Georgia has grown hotter and more humid, too. I’ve moved into a new phase of my life. One thing hasn’t changed though. I like not having neighbors!
Now is the right time for me. Fulltime vagabonding requires that I sell my home and property so I can afford the start-up costs: buying my trailer and tow vehicle, plus all the other things to help me travel and live with a measure of comfort and security. It’s a contradiction, I know, to buy stuff so I can live a simple life. I have, however, rid myself of a lot more possessions than I’m acquiring. Which brings up the question:
What stuff helps one be a successful, fulltime vagabond?
Let’s put together a list! Dear Readers, what do you think is essential equipment for a vagabond?
rvsue
rvsue and her canine crew 