No. For serious. I didn't even have a drink tonight and Jeremy convinced me that this, THIS, my friends was the absolute best if not the only logical next step on our journey to the land. We get to live out there pronto and hopefully rent our current home somewhat immediately, thus saving boatloads of moolah (or at least a tad more than we're saving now). We'd simplify life for awhile and truly learn to appreciate nature, since I doubt we'd want to spend much quality time together crammed in the trailer.
And the amazing part of all this?! The absolutely shocking realization is that I felt excited, HAPPY almost at the prospect. I'm a little bored right now, if we're being honest, as if we pushed an enormous "pause" button on plans (life) about a year ago. This feels like, or could be, and might cause: progress.
Is this an act of desperation or genius? Stay tuned.