“Experiences over possessions.” Idealistic, perhaps. But controversial, no. Most people would agree with this mantra. But would they live it?
July 24, 2020: My 35th birthday AND the day my house went under contract. My dream of traveling full-time as a gypsy, vagabonding nomad was right there on the horizon... and the only thing in the way of ultimate freedom? A house-full of stuff. I had 7 weeks until closing. So how did I decide what would go and what would stay?
2020 is not what I expected or planned for, and it's been uncomfortable and demoralizing in a lot of ways, but I take this approach: I take stock of all my blessings and accomplishments. Are you doing the same?
One of the major concerns I've found with living a nomad life — where you travel to a destination and then live out of an AirBNB or similar accommodations for a period of several weeks — is keeping my things straight and sorted. Here's my "suite" of solutions!
I’m not a financial expert, nor can I predict the future. But I knew that I had significant equity and I had a willing buyer. Combine that with motive (excitement and eagerness for change) and opportunity (remote employment)... and it was an easy decision to sell my home of 7 years and become a full-time nomad.
Excitement, determination, worry: Here are some of my thoughts and musings during the 6-week time period from when my house went under contract (July 24) and when I was due to be out, September 4, 2020 — the day I started my full-time nomad journey.
If you can get over the fear of being temporarily homeless and having a bunch of strangers all up in your stuff… here's how to rent out your fully-furnished house and live a nomadic lifestyle!
Two years ago I was filing for unemployment and down to my last $1,000. Well, I turned things around by re-shuffling where my money was going, making full use of my assets, and prioritizing experiences over possessions.
As I look back on the last year, I feel fortunate to have adopted these three principles, now so wholly ingrained in my thinking that they might as well be a part of me.
Do you ever feel like you’ve collected a whole bunch of crap you don’t need for a reason you can’t place?