I'm almost 40.  I've got this crazy idea....  To sell my house and buy a "double-wide" manufactured home (polite term for big mobile home) -- not in a trailer park, but on my own little acre of land -- in a good school district, so my children are taken care of that way.

And then take the leftover money from the sale of my house and buy a VW pop-up camper ( I LOVE those things....traveled all over in my parents' van when they had it) and take off for all the summers and just travel, travel, travel.....

I am just itching to go and explore, and show my kids the world.

I would have a really cheap mortgage so that I could afford to travel.  I'd tutor and subt. teach for the school year, and of course, I have the child support $$

My sister says no, not to do this because mobile homes always depreciate -- but I'm thinking my little parcel of land might appreciate.....and anyways sometimes I just get so tired of "doing the prudent thing" all the time while every year I march closer to the grave.

I want some adventure.

Ahh, maybe I'm just kidding myself.  It's about now every summer that I'm fed up with the neighbors and just long to get a way in the mountains or along a coastline somewhere.

Just frustrated.  (But happy I got a job.    )

Jean

I have thoughts like these too! I think one day I might do a toned down version of it! When my Mum is gone, I've thought about selling the house, buying a little house and also buying a place abroad somewhere - probably Australia, so I can live in permanent summer!! Probably a pipe dream, but we've all gotta have dreams. I don't think I'd be brave enough to give up all the bricks and mortar!

We have to dream.  At one point, the the old board, I discussed the need for a "life coach."  There are just some dreams that I have that I'm not sure if I can practically pursue them -- or when -- or how.....  

It's hard being a single mom with no family around.  I was about to join a real, live, in-the-flesh single mothers' group, but they meet just once a month --  on the day of my son's basketball practice.  And the church that I went to was no help, sorry to say.

Jean