With two weeks of repairs facing us before we could live in our new (used) rig, we had a few options.
Option 1: Pass on this rig and find another one in another state. We didn’t like this option because, well… we liked this rig. And it was taken immaculate care of, and the price was right.
So we passed on passing.
Option 2: Pay the asking price of $32,600 to the dealer, then take it up the street for another $2,000 worth of repairs, but have it done in three days time. This also wouldn’t be guaranteed, and put us outside of our budget, so we passed on passing the rig on to another mechanic.
Option 3: Figure out a way for Phillip to come back to New Hampshire and pick up the rig when it was done and drive it to me. In the meantime, I would have to get a hotel room in Columbus for me and the furry babies while we waited for the house car to be ready. This seemed like the most logical option, so we planned for Phillip to drive us to Columbus, fly to Orlando to visit friends and family for the week, and then fly back to New Hampshire to pick up the rig and drive it 12 hours to us.
We signed papers, shook hands, sealed the deal, and then drove halfway across the country to wait for the repairs to be finished.
Signing myself into a new house car! (And into a little bit of debt…)
The drive was smooth, easy, and beautiful, decorated in red and orange hues of fall leaves. Our kids travel extremely well, mostly sleeping (Mikko) or acting as a bobble-head on the dash (Copeland) for the entire ride.
Mikko loves to squish in between us to sleep, and Copeland keeps a watchful eye to make sure the driver stays alert during these long hauls.
The route that Phillip will be driving twice…
I settled into my glamorous accommodations at the Extended Stay America in Columbus, Ohio and proceeded to live through what felt like the longest week of my entire life. Waiting to start a new chapter of living in a house car full time, combined with the lack of my best friend/personal chef/boyfriend made time pass like cold molasses. I swear, it has felt like six months since I signed those papers and started counting down the days.
We’re all bored here without Phillip…
The day before I expected my RV rig to roll in, I got a call from the dealer saying that the leak in the windshield turned out to be more serious than expected, in that the glass itself is separating from the cab, and the repairs were going to take longer than expected.
I’m sorry, what?!?!?!??!!?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I absolutely lost it. I was sending my boyfriend on an airplane to New Hampshire in less than 24 hours with no backup plan as to where he would stay if the rig wasn’t ready. I was going to be checking out of my hotel in 48 hours in anticipation of having a housecar to move into. I was wishing I had chosen to take the rig to Kenny, who had originally promised it ready to go in three days… but I found that particular wish to be just a waste of energy, so I went back to bargaining with the dealership to at least put Phillip up in a nice hotel for the night. They did, and also promised to have the rig ready by Wednesday. Apparently the service person in charge of our repairs had called out sick for two days last week… “You know how it goes,” the sales manager reassured me.
No, sir. I’m sure I don’t….
So now, it’s Tuesday night, on the eve of my life chaining in a very drastic way. My nomadic ways are going to continue, but the monthly rituals of scouring the internet for housing, repacking up my life, loading up my car, unloading my car in a new city, moving into a new house, and unpacking all over again are officially over. I don’t think it’s really fully hit me yet. Everyone asks if I’m excited and to be honest, I can’t say that I am quite yet. I think I’m not letting myself get too worked up since this week is already dragging by at the pace of a sleepy snail. But if my activity on Pintrist is any indication, I’m very, very excited for this next chapter to get started.
I’m a bonafide RV-renovation-pinning fool.
Let’s just hope the repairs actually get done tomorrow and no one gets the sniffles between here and there…