So you’re thinking about RVing, hitting the open road, getting into nature, escaping the grind… but you’re not sure if you’re ready, or you’re made of the right stuff. Well have no fear, I’ve compiled a list of tell-tale signs you’re going to fail as an RVer. Wrack up more than 6 and maybe you should rethink this whole RVing thing.
You care about what others think
Do you spend a lot of time on the phone with your bestie trying to decide when to ask your boss for a raise? Does just the thought of explaining #vanlife to your mom make you sick? Well, then maybe RVing isn’t right for you.
You think pulling the tanks is an event at the Strongman Competition.
Pulling the tanks, or the literal pulling of a lever to release the poo and dirty dish water to the great sewage beyond, is an all-too-real fact of RV life. The only strong muscle you need to get this dirty job done? The iron stomach.
You really don’t know why all campgrounds have to be surrounded by some type of nature.
Um, because you’re camping, no?
Sure, glamping looks AMAZING on Pinterest, but you can’t park your renovated ’65 canned ham in a swanky luxury apartment. Unless you want to keep it in your backyard as a conversation piece, it’s gonna get a little dirty. Even the beach has sand and seagull droppings, ya feel me?
You like to blow dry your hair while watching TV over a Skype call with your sister as your husband microwaves his dinner and your kid charges all 5 of his devices on the 5-way T socket.
No. Just no.
You refuse to book a park in advance. Not accommodating a new guest is just bad business.
I’ve known several new campers to have this attitude. You wanna know where they ended up? That’s right. Walmart parking lot next to the truckers keeping their engines warm.
You are about as relaxed as Uncle Jimmy without his gin and tonic on Thanksgiving.
RVing takes a lot of flexibility and the ability to just “go with the flow.” If you’re wound up like Uncle Jimmy, you’re gonna end up a jive turkey.
You sympathize with the guests from that show Hoarders.
One of the most liberating parts of RVing is shedding all that excess weight of “stuff.” Declutter your space and suddenly your mind follows suit. (That means let go of that Winnie the Pooh collection. Yes, even the collectible plates now worth dozens of dollars! Dozens!)
You’ve never been out of the country, or state, or county except that one time.
Alright, I don’t mean to be the bearer of bad news but RVing usually means you move around (and that’s coming from the stationary RVer over here.) If you’ve never been one for traveling, why start now?
You really just don’t get that whole “patience is a virtue” thing.
RVs break. Weather deters you from your route. Your partner gets sick. You CANNOT find a gas station and you need one 10 MILES AGO!
If you are not patient, or willing to hone this skill, you’re gonna have a bad time.
You believe life should be predictable and creativity is for starving artists.
Would people think you had died if you didn’t show up to work on time? Do dreams whittle like daffodils in the desert sun when you enter the room? If you answered yes to these two questions, you might want to cancel your plans to visit the RV dealership this weekend.
You believe marriage is a competition and your spouse should just forfeit the game to you already.
Unless you are single and ready to mingle, chances are your spouse/partner is along for the ride with you. Getting along with the other person is absolutely essential to success as an RVer. Living in a small space with the love of your life requires a higher level of commitment. You really have to work together. Check out my article here on tips to getting along in a tiny space.
You suffer greatly from arachnophobia and ask God daily why insects exist.
Spiders and bugs are just a fact of life in the RV. Better arm yourself with some spray and some cajones, bucko.
The only adventure you crave is the value menu at Taco Bell.
Not saying that’s not an adventure, just saying it might not be enough to leave the house behind and hit the open road.
You cannot stand to be THAT hot/cold.
My husband likes it cold. I like it warm. The RV likes it 2 degrees below Hell in the summer and fancies itself a polar bear sanctuary in the winter. We all sort of just meet in the middle.
Be willing to meet in the middle, spend money on fans, redo the slide’s seals, and get extra heaters/ac units. Just sayin’.
So think you have what it takes?
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