October 24: My Home Between Homes

The leaves have passed their peak and the nights are getting cold. I am grateful to well taken care of, parked in a sister’s driveway as my life’s skoolie chapter continues. Thankfully, I am able to stay warm on the bus with a gifted electric heater and an outlet to plug in Karmalita so I can run it, supplemented by the diesel heater.

I expect to be living in Karmalita until early November. Crews begin “real construction” in the cottage this coming week, and I was assured it will go “crazy quick.” Meanwhile, contents for it are taking over a portion of my host’s garage. There’s a cat tree, a pair of vintage Victorian-style carved parlor chairs, an extra large toaster oven that does thirteen things, large amounts of paper goods, huge mason jars, a large framed print, books, yoga mats, a large three-fold mirror that sat on a dresser, a king-sized pillow, flannel sheets, glass ovenware, a plate, and I don’t remember all the rest.

It’s bittersweet knowing this chapter is coming to an end. I have turned so many pages. I launched Karma from New Hampshire 11/1/2019, and somewhere along the way, I stopped counting my days on the road. I moved onto Karmalita on Ostara 2024, and watched Karma leave the skoolie homestead 11/1/2024 for her new home in North Carolina, providing housing for a flood victim.

After deciding to get off the road for the foreseeable future, I began looking for an apartment. If I had gotten any of the ones I looked at, I would have kept Karma as my transportation (after a spray painting party because you can’t register a yellow skoolie in Connecticut). But living on a lake near the end of a  dirt road on the outskirts of a little country town is the kind of place I spent hours with maps and apps trying to find so I could boondock there.

Karmalita will be the next chapter in someone else’s life.