So here is the way I look at it.
My Dad was a truck driver, and i drove with him for a while.. But after I stopped. he came by the house one day while we were gone, and left some of that good Texas produce on the steps.
I called him when we got home and saw it. He told me he had to go out on a trip, and we would get together and do whatever when he got back.
Well he came back in a box. He died in a rest area in Nebraska. Not from an accident. He truly was the best driver you could ever meet. Had 20 save driving awards. So when I say I learned from the best. I really did. He died from a ruptured hernia.
Now every since that day. If my kids wanted to do something, or my wife wanted to do some thing. IF I could I made it happen. We bought a TT because we could go places and camp, we never could afford to go and stay in a motel. And yes , we struggled to pay for the TT as well. but it gave us the freedom to do things we wanted to do.
My point is. I decided we would live. We would do the things we wanted to do. We may not have been able to go first class all the time. But we lived, and are living. Now because of it. I may not have a lot of money saved up, and there are times we still struggle because of how we lived. But the key word in. We live. and i wouldn't trade all the money in the world for the memories we made in those "entry level" popups, and TTs. Because you know what. You may not be here in the morning, and money ain't worth nothing unless you spend it. It's only paper. It won't keep you warm at night, and it won't sit beside you going down the road. And it won't talk to you about the adventures you had, or sadly. Didn't have.
So live dude. You might not be here in the morning either. and all that worrying you do over money won't mean a thing.
Except of course to Mama and her new traveling companion.
