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What do I really need?

 Coffee.

This morning I woke up and stepped on the scale.  It's working.  I have found my problem, which is snacking at night.  No matter what i snack on, it keeps me from losing.  So.....no more snacking at night.  This is going to be a hurdle.  For some reason, night is when i want food.  I can go all day and be fine, and then.......

I don't keep bad stuff in the house.  For this very reason.  And when i do have anything i know damn well i shouldn't eat, it's gone within days.  I'm not normal.  I have to have it all.  i'm not content with just a little once in a while.

So.  Mystery solved.  Battle on.

I walked into my kitchen and started my coffee.  Looked in the fridge to see what was in there that needed to be thrown out, due to my revelation.  Nothing.  The fridge is bare bones.  There is a case of beer that has been in there for a year now.  Does beer go bad?  I have a few truly's left over from New Years....and protein drinks.  Okay, no threats there.  On to the freezer.  Frozen chicken, beef and veggies.  A few bagels and a loaf of bread.  Bare bones.

This got me to thinking.  When i retire, and live in a van, this kind of food storage will not be available to me.  It will, on a very small scale....and it looks like i'm not gonna have a problem with that.  I should probably start making a list of kitchen items i cannot live without comfortably.  Everyone is different.  I'm going to want space in my van (home)for only the things i cannot live without.  Coffee.

I can't imagine waking up in the middle of nowhere and not being able to brew some coffee.  I'm so grateful i began drinking it black years ago because that simplifies things so much.  And it doesn't go bad, at the rate i drink it.  It only requires water, which i will need for many other things.  And a way to make it.  There are so many way to make coffee now that i'm confident that will not be a problem.

Add to list:

Coffee

Water

Cozy bed to nest in

A place to sit comfortably and work on laptop in case weather is not cooperative.  This space can double as a table to eat at for the same reason.  I plan on living out of the van more than in it.  But you never know with rain. Life goes on, and i'll need to be able to function inside comfortably.

I won't have any space for storage in the front of the van, which i intend to keep very commercial and generic due to stealth living.  I need a cup holder.....for coffee...and a secretly comfortable drivers seat.  I will be able to move back and forth from the front to the back, but it will look like a work van from the outside.  

Not a white van.

Thats just creepy.

Hopefully, i will never have to move again until i move into the van.  I hope where i am continues to be a happy place i can afford until the time that i can hit the road.  The van purchase will happen at least a year before retirement, so i can do my minimal build up and actually take it on the road for weekends and vacations to figure out how much more i can live without happily.  

The point here, is to simplify my life.  Not be caught up in consumerism, telling me I will only be successful and happy if i have all this STUFF they want me to buy and keep me in debt.  I want enough.  Thats it.  Thats all.  I want to be able to pay for my lifestyle without going into debt (yes, i will have a van loan) any more than i have to be.  And the only reason i'll have a van loan is because it's my home, I want to get a lot of miles out of it with as little problems as possible.  I want a blank slate to start with.  And lets face it, when the time comes for me to give it up, i want something that will still be valuable to sell.

I mean.  I'm gonna need money for coffee.  Even when i'm 80.  So theres that. 



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