We’ve Officially Launched.

Well, it’s official. Actually official. Like, we just waved goodbye to our sleepy hometown and realized halfway through a bag of trail mix that this isn’t a vacation. This is our life now.

We. Are. Doing. This.

It’s wild to say that, even now, because the idea of becoming full-time road dwellers felt so dreamy for so long, it almost became background noise. We sold the house back in April. Gave away the fridge, the washer, the dryer, the trampoline (you’re welcome, neighborhood kids). Lawn mower? Gone. That weird piece of furniture from an adopted Aunt that nobody could ever identify but felt too guilty to toss? Hasta la vista. We sold, donated, or recycled 25 years of “maybe we’ll need this someday” like we were Marie Kondo on espresso.

But somehow, even after all that, it didn’t fully hit us until the moment we physically pulled away. Watching our rearview mirror fill with the last familiar stoplight and the coffee shop we kept forgetting was closed on Mondays… that was the moment it sank in.

We aren’t just dabbling in RV life. This isn’t a weekend escape. This is it. We are fully committed. We are officially full-time vagabonds with a GPS, a service dog named Ollie (who honestly thinks this is all for him), and a loosely defined route known as “anywhere but here.”

And let’s talk about Ollie for a second. That dog strutted into the passenger seat like he’s been waiting for this his whole life. With his service vest, his smirk, and his emotional support eyes, he’s ready to lead this crew like a fluffy four-legged tour guide with boundary issues.

Now, don’t get us wrong. We’re excited. We’re grateful. We’re 78% sure this isn’t a fever dream. But also… WHAT WERE WE THINKING?

We have responsibilities. Adult children in transition. A kid with a unique set of needs and a heart for discovery. Medical appointments, random job things, and the occasional “wait, do we need Wi-Fi for this?” moment. We are roadies with an itinerary made of dreams… and a long list of fine print that includes everything from refilling prescriptions to figuring out why our water pump sounds like a dying walrus.

But here’s the thing: we knew this wasn’t going to be all national parks and campfire singalongs. We knew there’d be delays, detours, and days we’d question everything. That’s kind of the point. We’re not doing this because it’s easy—we’re doing this because it’s worth it.

So there it is. Our not-so-smooth launch into the great unknown. It's messy, it's real, and it’s more beautiful than we could’ve planned.

Off we go. Hearts full, fridge half-stocked, dreams on wheels.

We’re in it now.

Forever roadbound (until we need a Costco run),
—The Yonder-ers