A Change in Direction

What happens when you don’t follow your original plans?  Well, for us, you end up in Alabama.  I’m sure those of you following along are wondering, WHAT in the world are we doing in Alabama?  Aren’t we supposed to be in California by now?  We should be.  We could be.  But we aren’t.  We started off eight months ago out of North Carolina and not only are we ONLY fifteen states in, here we are in the complete opposite direction of our original plans.  Why?  We threw out our original plans.  We threw out our milestones.  We threw out any limitations.  We threw out our timeline.  We left those things back in Texas on the side of the road.  We decided to embrace this life and roll with it.

When we started this nomadic lifestyle, Tom and I promised ourselves one particular thing: that we would open ourselves up to this experience, what God has in store for us and any and all possibilities along the way.  We wanted to be flexible.  We wanted to take opportunities as they presented themselves to us.  We wanted to see what doors opened up along the way as we let go of fear.  We wanted to live by faith embracing the unknown.  Originally, our thoughts consisted of treating this journey as a year off to see the country.  This mentality would allow us to see how we liked being on the road and what the kids refer to as being a “homeless family.”  (Which always makes me laugh.)  But, somehow Tom and I knew deep down we were going to be hooked to this new simplistic, adventurous way of life.  So, we had already talked about more long-term plans to support our nomadic lifestyle when we were ready to do so. 

We were sure that Texas would be the perfect location to do several things.  It was a pivotal moment in our travels.  First, we could establish our residency, since we sold our two homes in North Carolina we had to pick a state to call home.  What state would be better than Texas?  They have a club setup for RVers that full time just like us.  Plus, calling ourselves Texans just sounds cool.  Second, we could reassess our goals and whether this travel thing was really for us.  Third, if it was for us and all was going well, we could commit to buying an investment property.  With its many cities and opportunities, we felt Texas would be a great place to do all of these things.  When the beginning of the year came around, Tom and I were more than ready for the next step.  We had just sold our second home, so we began house shopping in between adventures.  It was time to stretch our dream in a much larger way.  It was time to make this full time travel thing a long term reality.   

On our route, our next stop would have been Big Bend National Park.  Instead, we found ourselves on our way to a new destination—Montgomery, Alabama.  Well, you probably don’t need me to tell you that Montgomery is nowhere near Big Bend and probably not the most desirable place to visit if you are adventurous like us.  And it sure doesn’t take us out west to the destinations we have been craving.

Sometimes on this journey we call life, things happen that you can’t quite explain.  We like to refer to these particular occurrences as none other than a “God thing.”  Something that happens through strange circumstances with an underlying reason that you can’t quite see at the time.  As you are making these huge life decisions, you can’t even explain what is possessing you to walk in that direction.  Everything about this whole scenario was none other than illogical.  I guess this is where faith comes into play.  

So here’s how it went down.  Tom and I had started searching for properties like the crazed real estate junkies we are about two months ago.  We actually had offers in on two different properties in Texas.  Neither one panned out.  For some strange reason we decided to look in our old stomping grounds just to see what might be available.  We take our property searches pretty seriously and we like to keep an eye on real estate across the country.  This is our passion and what we love—auction properties and foreclosures that have sat empty ready to be brought back to life again.  Of all places, I pulled up my old hometown of Montgomery in what appeared to be a moment of pure insanity.  However, in my mind, there was no way we would actually find a home there.  It was obviously just for fun and giggles.  As I pulled it up on my laptop you can only imagine my surprise when my eyes hit the auction page.  There she was.  The cutest little home in a nice and very familiar neighborhood.  It appeared to be in great condition outside of its vacant status.  It was begging for someone to come and bring it back to life as it sat empty and lonely.  What were we thinking here? 

It soon dawned on us that this would mean driving halfway across the country in the opposite direction and taking a huge detour from our original plans.  With our reasoning of “what’s the worst that can happen,” we pursued this purchase and decided to delve into the unknown.  The next thing we knew we were bidding on this property.  And then, next thing we knew, we were the highest bidders.  And, then it happened.  We had bought a home in Montgomery, Alabama.  The only thing left to say was, “Kids, what do you think about heading to see family in Montgomery for a few weeks?!”  Surprisingly, they were thrilled!  So, off we went on a new type of adventure.  The adventures of “house camping.”

 

The Devoes on the Roll have a brand new mentality.  Our travels are so much more than a planned route on a map or a period of time exploring the country.  Our journey involves so much more.  This way of life is just that—a way of life.  Adventures come in many forms and we are living the ultimate adventure.  From seeing National Parks to flipping a house, there is no telling what is in store for this crazy, unstoppable family of four. 

We have plans to continue traveling, but we don’t always know where our travels might lead and that is perfectly fine with us.  We plan to work hard, play hard and see what incredible things are ahead.  And, maybe, eventually, we will make it out west.  The truth is that it doesn’t matter!  We will eventually see the entire lower 48 and it doesn’t have to be on our timeline.  There is something to be said for living life with a little spontaneity.  This life of twists and turns is unpredictable, but we know God has his guiding hand on us the entire way.  And, so, on we roll.