Before I began planning my RV life, I was addicted to buying in bulk. I felt like a prepper stocking up on tissues, toilet paper, toothpaste, and boxed food because it made me feel prepared. It also fed my desire to save money for trips and experiences, and for my dream RV.
On one bulk shopping trip, I realized I needed duct tape. I don’t use it regularly, but when I do need it, I’m usually out. After some aisle surfing, I came to the hardware section. I found a package of four rolls that would last me till rapture. The price was right, too. I lugged the tower of tape off the shelf and it fell in the cart with a thud.
On the drive home, I was amused at all the duct tape I bought. It reminded me of a previous shopping trip when I bought a 10-pound bag of baking soda. But then one single thought invaded my brain: I will never need to buy duct again for as long as I live.
So what? Well, I’m 49 years old. I know that’s not old by most standards, but because there is so much freaking duct tape in my closet now, I’ll never need to buy anymore in my lifetime . . . That’s what gave me pause.
What other things will I not be able to do ever again or have enough time for? Well, at my age I don’t want to start having kids. My age prohibits me from entering certain career paths, like the US Public Health Service. More unfortunate, though, is the fact that I am no longer anyone’s granddaughter.
Such moments of mortality usually don’t reflect how I view my life. I’d rather look ahead and make the most of the years in front of me. After all, I have a lifestyle of freedom to work toward. This makes me more optimistic.
My moment of mortality is over. I’ve got 240 yards of duct tape and endless possibilities . . .
Time’s a-ticking. I have stuff to do. What are you going to do with the rest of your life? I’d love to read your ideas, so please leave a comment!