An anniversary

 

For the bus.  We closed the deal 17 years ago today.  2005.  Drove that shiny new thing off the lot.

 188,000 miles later it’s a bittersweet anniversary though, because this year we’re not in the bus traveling, we’re running through options for how to part with it.  It’s not that we don’t still love it, it’s that the great indulgence is just no longer in our budget.  We can still travel, but it will be by other means.  No second (rolling) home.  A single home.  We’ll be away from home while we’re traveling, and we’ll be back home when we’re not.

 Sometimes simpler is better.  We’ll see.