RV Life Update: Slowing Down, Styling Life
Last I checked in on here, I was roaming Nashville, in double denim, eating Hattie B's hot chicken because everyone swore it was the place for fried chicken in the city (think I need one more trip to confirm).
That was about two years ago– basically a lifetime in RV years. Since then, so much has happened and many, many, many miles have been stacked onto our truck's odometer.
Speaking of the truck, we got a new one– and speaking of new, we upgraded our RV too.
As of December 2025, we've made our way cross-country to Central Florida. Do we wish we were driving cross-border instead? Yes, yes we do. But after four years of life on the road, it felt like it was time to upgrade our setup with something that felt roomier and ready for our next phase of life.
The last time we were on the East Coast was fall 2022, coming back from our trip to Belgrade, and Venice wink wink. After that, most of our time was mostly spent out West, moving between the southern and northern borders, chasing good weather, open roads and beautiful landscapes.
Reluctantly, we made our way back to the East Coast just in time to pick up our new truck and trailer and will be staying put for a bit– slowly turning this house on wheels into a home on wheels. It's been unexpectedly cold here this winter, which meant less exploring than we're used to. It's been a slower pace, but honestly, it feels good for now.
“I’m not living in reactive mode—just living.”
The slower pace is soothing in ways that I didn't realize I needed. It's given me the space to really hone in on my style story. I'm experimenting, editing, and solidifying a wardrobe that feels intentional, flexible and true to me. I'm reading more, more inspired to write and for the first time in a while I'm not living in reactive mode– just living.
This pause was for putting things into place, but it's given me some clarity– about style, motherhood and the kind of life we are looking forward to once we hit the road again. I'm just grateful for the space to breathe, and to show up how I'd like for my family.
I started April a year older. Calm, loved, grounded..? I think is the word I'm looking for. I feel at home in myself– confident in my body, comfortable with who I am as a woman, proud. It took a while to get here though and at 37 it's not that I've arrived, but I do think continuously and consciously checking in with self and reevaluate your vision gets you closer to where you want to be or how you want to feel about your life.
They say when you calm your nervous system, you stop being ambitious– at least the kind of ambition that is fueled by the need to prove something. And you know what? Hell yeah!
Here for what feels good, for what feels aligned. Doing it nervously, happily, carefreeingly, and in the name of free will.
-Kondja
