We sold the house that was (sort of) purposely bought to finish the bus mid September. For a bit, we bummed around in front of our friends houses for a few days to get some things sorted, but eventually we found it was time to go.
It’s crazy how our stuff kept following us around for a while after leaving the house behind. Some of it went into storage, we gave even more of it away.
It is a strange feeling to be “houseless” but not homeless.
