Waiting It Out: Between Houses and On the Brink of Adventure

If I thought traveling full-time in an RV had its challenges, nothing prepared me for the weird limbo of trying to sell a house after living on the road.

The Chaos of Showings

With all of our furniture gone, new carpets installed, and animals in tow, we were living in a bare-bones house that still had to be spotless for showings. Every time the phone rang, I’d sigh and think, “Here we go again.” It didn’t take long before I was completely over it.

Finally, I made the call: I packed up Piper, Keva, and myself and headed to my parents’ house until the house sold or campgrounds in Indy opened up around mid-March. It gave us a place to land—but it also meant Patrick couldn’t come along since my dad is allergic to cats. Someone had to stay behind with Bailey, so Patrick drew the short straw.

Patrick’s Stress & My Realtor Daydreams

Patrick has years of experience in the mortgage business, so he knew enough about the housing market to be, well… dangerous. The stress of every showing, every delay, and every offer wore on him. Meanwhile, I caught myself daydreaming: If I ever stayed in one place long enough, maybe I’d be a realtor. Watching the whole process up close was oddly fascinating. But then again, staying in one place is exactly my problem.

Family Time in Indiana

The silver lining of my time back home was getting to soak in family time. I loved spending quality time with my parents and my brother, sister-in-law, nephew, and niece. From cheering on their sports games to just being around their daily chaos, it was a reminder of what I missed most when we were on the road.

Reunited at Last

By mid-March, the big moment came: Patrick was finally able to bring the RV down to Indy. The instant we were back together as a family—Bailey included—it felt like home again. We were back in our element, living out of the rig, even though the house hadn’t sold yet.

Piper was so happy to be back in the RV, and Keva was exploring this RV and thought that this seemed like a cool lifestyle!

We made the best of our time, even sneaking in a few trips to places like The Container Store to get our RV organization dialed in. Nothing says adventure like perfectly stacked bins and labeled storage, right?

A Creative Detour: Turkish Lamps

While in Indy, we tried something different—making our own Turkish mosaic lamps. It was a fun experience to do together, stepping outside our comfort zone and focusing on something creative instead of house stress. That is, until the shop ran out of the exact glass pieces Patrick had built his whole design around. He immediately lost interest, declared the project doomed, and abandoned his lamp. Thankfully, my mom adopted it, and now Patrick’s half-finished masterpiece lives proudly in her house. Moms to the rescue, as always.

The Turning Point

While we waited, we mapped out our next chapter. The first stop would be South Dakota, where we’d set up residency and establish our mailbox—one of those logistical steps in full-time RV life that makes it all official.

Finally, in early April, we got the call: an offer had been accepted. The house chapter was closing, and our second year on the road was ready to begin.