Yup… it’s been almost 10 months, but I’m back. If you’ve not figured it out by now, I am a bit random. I tend to march to the beat of my own drum, and well… the beat tends to have a shelf life of about three to six months. Still, I keep finding my way back here to share, and boys and girls that is what has brought me here today.
After wrapping up My Scotty Adventure in May of 2017, my next undertaking began to emerge within a few months. I was going to buy a cabin… enjoy the outdoors… reconnect with my fellow man.
So… in October 2017, I purchased a cabin in Ellijay, Georgia.
She’s a beauty. I named her Cabin Casa or Casa Cabin (depending on how dyslexic I am feeling… or how many whiskey drinks I have had). She is secluded (2.5 acres, lots of trees), relaxing (hot tub, front porch rocking chairs), and simple (no air conditioning, simple furnishing).
I was committed to her and the new adventure. I built a fire pit and had a fire blazing most nights. I bought a chainsaw and chopped down many trees. I built a small fish pond to offer the critters a place to drink.
Casa Cabin has been good to me. Patrick and I spent almost every day in our rustic home for almost seven months. And now…
I have decided to move on. I have decided to sell the cabin. Why?
- My life does not feel fulfilled standing still. I need movement.
- My motivation was not entirely altruistic. Vague? Yes… and I will leave it at that.
- I get more happiness with less. I do not need to own something to appreciate it. The cabin has become another thing… a thing I do not need… a thing I do not want to maintain.
I am back in my tiny home in Downtown, Atlanta.
I am starting to travel again.
Life is good.