I Almost Scrolled Past My Dream … But Something Made Me Click

I’ve been casually looking for an RV for a while now. I’ve visited dealerships. I’ve taken tours. I’ve had lots of conversations with people who are living the RV life. I’ve joined a bunch of RV Facebook groups. I’ve looked at lots and lots of listings online.

Eventually, I narrowed it down — what I must have, what I don’t need, what I don’t want, and what might be nice. I started to spend time thinking about where I might go, how I could work from the road, and how an RV would fit into the life I’m currently living.
I settled on someday. Nothing urgent. Just a dream for down the road. Maybe in three months... but probably more like six.

And here’s where the Law of Attraction kicked in.

If you don’t know about manifesting, the Law of Attraction, and the power of our thoughts, I suggest you get familiar. I’ve come to believe we literally create our reality by the thoughts we think, the things we say — to ourselves and others — and the actions we take. If we approach life with a grateful heart, an open mind, and trust that the Universe is working for us rather than against us, things have a magical way of working out.

I was on my way to Charleston on a business trip. I’d decided to drive and make a couple of stops to visit friends along the way. On my first stop, I woke up with a wonderful visit behind me and a four-hour drive ahead — just in time to arrive for dinner. There’s something I love about leisurely travel... a slow morning, nowhere to be until later. I made a cup of tea, propped up the pillows, and settled back into bed for a relaxed scroll.

Facebook Marketplace, in its mysterious, slightly creepy algorithmic wisdom, had other plans. It remembered every click, every search, every glance and the algorithm started filling my feed with RVs. Click bait is real. A headline that catches your eye and makes you click. Most days, I’d scroll on by, dreaming but not quite ready. I’d been thinking Class B or Class C and up to 24 feet. Something small. Something manageable.

And then… it appeared.

2014 Thor A.C.E. 28 feet. 6,905 miles. $32K.
Yes, you read that right! Only 6,905 miles. One owner. Like new.

It was in my price range … but too big, I thought. Then again, 24 feet versus 28 feet? That’s just four feet. Something made me click.

In the photos, the interior of the RV looked brand new. Beautiful custom leather upholstery. Reclining and swivel bucket seats. A great desk setup for writing. The list went on and on. I felt that goosebumpy surge happen and I always go with goosebumps.

I called the number on the listing and asked where the RV was located. I was thinking I might have to jump on a plane to go see it and I could already feel resistance as I had a busy week ahead of me.

And here’s where it gets wild. The RV was literally two miles from where I was sipping my tea, all cozy in the hotel I’d stayed at the night before. Two miles. What were the odds? I had to go.

When I arrived, I was immediately struck, not just by how it looked, but by how it felt. It still had that new vehicle smell. It didn’t just look clean. It looked untouched.

Sure, it’s 28 feet long (bigger than I’d planned), but the moment I stepped inside … it felt just right.

I sat behind the wheel. I laid down on the king-sized bed. I opened every cabinet and closet door. I checked every nook and cranny. The stove has literally never been used. The custom leather seats swivel and recline. They are so comfortable I could sit (or nap) in them for hours. And the passenger-side dash? It converts into a desk, perfect for Zoom coaching and training calls on the road. The L-shaped couch instantly felt like a cozy, creative space, perfect for spreading out, writing, working on projects, or hanging out with guests.

And the best part? There’s a slide if I want to expand my space but everything is totally functional and accessible without opening it. I can keep things really simple when I want to.

I sat in the RV for a while on the lot. While I was sitting on the couch, I called two friends who know a lot about RVs. Each asked questions, guided me through a tour, and told me exactly what to look for before deciding.

Everything checked out. And I put a deposit down that day. 

My friend Starr came with me on pickup day to do a final inspection in person. She’s lived in RVs, renovated RVs, and agreed to help me figure out all the systems I’ll need to know about. After she did the tour she gave me two thumbs up.

I negotiated the price down to under $30K, including free storage for the next several months while I figure out how all the pieces of the life I’m creating fit together.

While we wrapped up the final inspection, insurance, and paperwork, something special happened. Shane and Aida, the couple who own the small dealership, felt less like salespeople and more like family. Shane shook my hand and said, "Welcome to the family." Aida and I hugged and exchanged personal phone numbers. And I took Starr to lunch for helping me go through a process that was way out of my comfort zone.

It wasn’t what I thought I was looking for. It wasn’t what I’d been searching for online. But clearly, the Universe delivered something even better than I could’ve imagined, because I didn’t know it existed.

It’s literally perfect. And maybe, it’s exactly what this season needs, too.

For the past year, I’ve been staying with my dad. He’s 89. There was a time when he really needed someone with him, and I was glad to be that person. I’ve been living pieces of life that weren’t fully my own, quietly putting some of my dreams and plans on hold — because that’s what love does.
But right now? He’s doing really well. He’s strong. He’s independent. He’s thriving in his own way and living his own life. And while I don’t know how long that will last, and I have no idea how the next phase will unfold, I do know this:

It’s time for me.
Time to plan some trips.
Time to venture out.
Time to step into the adventures waiting, while the venturing is good.

This RV isn’t just a vehicle. It’s a doorway. A promise. A commitment to live life on my own terms, with freedom, joy, curiosity, and heart.

Luna and Sundae, my cats, can travel with me. They’ll have space to stretch out on the couch, lounge on the bed, perch at the windows, and curl up beside me as I write. It’s the perfect little home for me, for them, and for this next beautiful chapter. And there’s plenty of room if anyone cares to join me along the way!

I don’t know exactly where the road will lead. But I do know this:
I’m giving myself permission to follow it!

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