As my current job ends and I start to look at how my new life might look, I am leaning very strongly toward a work life like I had when we lived in the yurt – a life that I saw summarized in a quote by Tim O’Reilly just this morning:
“Money is like gasoline during a road trip. You don’t want to run out of gas on your trip, but you’re not doing a tour of gas stations.” Continue reading Yurt Years: Early Digital Nomad Life
April 2000 – Ava, Missouri Sage comes back from working on the computer at the house with a message. “Mal called. He wants to know if you can come down and help him with his computer.” I finish the dishes, and … Continue reading Yurt Years: Off to Work
We’re getting to a pretty decent routine of living – all of the necessities are covered. Cooking is now done on a gas stove, we have gravity fed “running water” (cold only) from a jug near our sink that runs down the drain and outside. My day even has a bit of a routine… Continue reading Yurt Years: Daegan’s Instincts
The sun rises early in the summer, and I can feel Daegan beginning to fidget in the bed next to us. All four windows of the yurt are open and the door is wide open as well, providing a cool breeze. Continue reading Yurt Years: Our First Mornings
We may seem to be wandering aimlessly but I do have a purpose in the back of my mind. We need to find a place to put our more permanent house. Continue reading Yurt Years – May 1999: We Have a Home
I wake up in a room with a mandala print tapestry hanging from the wall, the smell of incense in the air. Throughout the room in various places are candles ready to be used. I take inventory: Sage is there, Daegan is there. But there are no cats to be seen which is confusing. With eight cats living with us it’s surprising that not one is sleeping with us. And why is it so cold? I’m positively shivering in here. Continue reading Yurt Years – March 1999: In Transition
It’s 4:00 AM in early 1999. I should be asleep now but for some reason I can’t sleep any longer. For a while I just lie there trying to will myself back to sleep knowing that my six month old … Continue reading Moments: Leaving the Yurt Before Sunrise
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