Friday, 16 August 2019

Geoffie’s Rules For The Urban Nomad

Okay, so I read a story yesterday about some Urban Nomaders in B.C. Now, to be fair, I haven’t seen or talked to talked to or seen them. 

Just to be clear, an “Urban Nomad” is the term I use for people living in RV’s full-time in a city or other urban setting. This is because you are nomadic in an urban setting.

Anyways, the article stated that they were annoying local residents (as in those living in houses and/or apartments) by how they were living. 

So, I thought that I would offer my two cents in on this as I put forth a few rules I live by when it comes to being an Urban Nomad, that others might consider.

1) Unless You Own The Land That You Are Parked On, You Are A Guest, So Act Like One.

This one affects everything you do and is the core of my philosophy of how to be a considerate Urban Nomad.

If you are in a parking lot, then park far from the building. Park where the regular shoppers don’t want to park. Don’t make noise or otherwise draw attention to yourself. Lastly, for the love of all things holy, keep your area clean and tidy!

2) Park Away From People

If you are parked on a street, pick a street where you won’t bother anyone. This is why I prefer light industrial areas, as residential areas make people (in houses) nervous.

3) Be Ready To Move

Since you are mobile, and you are a guest wherever you go, you can be shooed away from your current parking spot. 

This is the way of things, and is the nature of this lifestyle. 

That means that when you have to move, be able to move right away, as in within a few minutes, half an hour max! 

4) Keep A Clean and Tidy Area

One of the stigmas about living in an RV is that you are a bum. It does not help shed this image when there is a bunch of junk around the outside of your RV unit.

I have a tonneau cover over the back of my pickup truck (which is my tow vehicle) in order to keep things in the back of it covered. 

I also will pick up garbage that blows in to around my truck and trailer. I do this to be a good neighbour and because that wherever I park is my house and my home.

5) Move Regularly

I move on a regular basis, perhaps not as much as I should. 

The people in the area I spend the most amount of time in know me, or at least know my truck and trailer and don’t hate me. (At least they haven’t yelled at me or egged my trailer).

I move twice a week, once on Friday Afternoon moving from Eastern Home (where I work) to Western Home, where I shop and can spread out. 

I then move back to Eastern Home on Sunday Evening, to get ready for the workweek ahead.

I do this to be seen to move around (which people like to see) but also to free up the spaces that I park in so that others can use them.

Wherever I park belongs to someone else (even on the street, as the street belongs to the city and therefore everyone and no one).


Above all, be considerate, be a good neighbour and be a good guest. 

As always: Keep your head up, your attitude positive, and keep moving forward!

Thursday, 15 August 2019

I’ve Been Told Not To Bother, Many Times

The first incident that I can remember was when I was the sixth grade and a teacher told me that I would never do anything technical because I didn’t have the fine motor skills.

I remember feeling sad and that there was something wrong with me because of this. The teacher was referencing my bad handwriting as to proof of my “lack of fine motor skills”. 

I still have bad handwriting, so I type whatever I can. It took years for me to realize that I have bad handwriting because my hand can’t keep up with my brain. 

My mind wants to get the information down much faster than my hand can write, thus it is scribbled. When I type, it forces my brain to slow down to the speed of the typing.

I’ve also been an office equipment and computer technician for years, so yeah, I do have the fine motor skills.

My point is that I have been told that what I was trying to do was impossible or so hard that I might as well not bother.

I have also found that it is much easer to do the impossible, when you don’t know that what you are trying to do is impossible. 

(This is because you will just find a way to make it work, a way that nobody had ever thought of before.)

Dreams are not easy to accomplish, they are hard. This is because they are hard to achieve, and something that we don’t have. 

It is because it is hard that the taste of victory of actually achieving your dream is that much sweeter. 

People told me that nobody pays off credit card debt. Nobody is debt free, you are supposed to be in debt, that’s just the way that it is. 

(I’ve become totally debt free, and remain so.)

I was also told that you can’t live in an RV and certainly not in winter . . . not on the Canadian Prairies. 

(I’ve done so for five years and counting.)

I’ve also been told that I can’t start a town/homestead.

I don’t know about that one, because I haven’t done it yet . .  . yet being the operative word.

I know that there are a thousand things that I don’t know and even more skills that I don’t have. All of which are necessary to success in this endeavour. 

I also know that we grow and develop on our way, through the journey, towards our dreams. 

It is the journey itself which is more important and more valuable than the destination, when it comes to dreams. 

I will keep doing what I always do. Dream for the Future, Plan for the Mid-Term (3-6 months), but Work on the Now (Today, this week).

Everything else, all that stuff I need to know in order to make my dream a reality, I will learn on the way, when I need to know it.

This is because there is one final thing that is key to achieving any dream, and that is  . . . 

As always: Keep your head up, your attitude positive, and keep moving forward!

Wednesday, 14 August 2019

Everybody Wants To Be Generous (With My Money)

Everybody seeks to have ideas for me to improve my life . . . better living through spending as it were.

I know that I live a simple and very frugal existence, perhaps a bit on the extremely frugal end of the scale.

After all I just recently decided that I would only fill up on the payday of the 7th of each month. (This last payday my fuel bill was approximately $40.00).

People tell me to run out there and live a little, go out and do stuff . . . again, I perhaps could and should, but I won’t.

I know that life is not guaranteed and I may drop dead for any of a thousand reasons. (If that happens my last words will be, “Seriously? Like this?”

Rest assured, I am not planning on living the rest of my life this way, (otherwise I would buy and convert an old school bus or a cube van.)

I am doing this for my future, short term pain, for long term gain. I want that house, I want that land, I want a wife/family (of some sort) and all that. 

I just refuse to go into debt to get that.

I can live better in a few years, if I just keep doing what I’m doing now, for a few years more. 

I’ve endured a great deal just to pay the banks back, I can and will endure more so I can get ahead. 

I am the only one who will help me get ahead. I’ve long since learned that lesson the hard way. Many people will help me spend money, very few will help me make or save it.

As always: Keep your head up, your attitude positive, and keep moving forward!

Tuesday, 13 August 2019

Mealstarters, Oh Where to Make Thee

So, I have been thinking about making another batch of my Mealstarter. It’s been a few months since I’ve run out of it, and I’ve been making do without it.

I’ve been wondering if I should do the traditional thing of going to a campground to do it, or just stay here in town.

If I go to a campground, I can use the electricity there to run the fridge day and night while I’m there. (Helpful in the freezing of the Mealstarter once It’s done.)

I can also use the electricity there to run the hotplate that I use to simmer the mixture for 4 hours.

Yet, if I stay in town, it will not cost as much as a weekend at the campground. 

Even if I blow through a full 30 pound tank of propane, that will be at best a bit more than one night at the campground.

Yet, I haven’t been to a campground since I de-winterized and while I don’t need to go, due to my solar charging system, it is still nice.

There is the serenity and the lack of traffic and people walking and driving right by my trailer. (That’s nice).

Yet, I am in (when am I not) a savings drive to build my savings accounts back to their minimum acceptable levels. 

We shall see what actually happens, but I am thinking about going to a campground for the Labour Day Long Weekend. 

One way or another, I will likely make another batch of Mealstarter that weekend.

As always: Keep your head up, your attitude positive, and keep moving forward!

Monday, 12 August 2019

The Painted Lines Saga Continues.

So, as none of you may remember, I was kicked out of Western Home on Saturday Afternoon by an individual claiming to be a manager.

Why? Well they were going to be painting the parking lot lines that night and needed everyone out before nightfall. 

Usually this would be a fine and straightforward request, but the trouble is that friends of mine were kicked out of that very same parking lot for the same reason, weeks earlier.

Yet, no parking lot line painting took place, so I had a great deal of trouble believing this guy (who looked suspiciously like the guy who kicked my friends out).

I left, as it is their right as the owners of that parking lot to kick people out. It is their land after all, despite the few hours notice to move (after being settled in for the weekend). 

So, all last week I was working up all manner of sharp and witty comebacks for when that same individual tried to get me to move (from a non-painted parking lot).

I was going to call him out for the liar that he would be and demand that he come clean as to the real reason why he wanted me and those like me out of that parking lot.

So, as I was approaching Western Home on Friday afternoon I was intently scouring the parking lot for any hint of proof as to no lines were painted, yet again.

The trouble was that the lines looked nice and fresh. Upon closer inspection it looks as though they did paint the lines. 

Not only that but the lot had more than the usual number of RV’s parked here and there (all politely parked away from the front doors).

So, they did indeed paint the lines, and I will give them that. I don’t mind moving to get something done, just as long as you actually do what you said you were going to do.

To be shoved off for such a reason yet to have nothing being done, is an insult. It makes you feel as if there is something wrong with you, that you are an undesirable “social leper” as it were. 

Trust me, I’ve been made to feel like that, and I know others have as well. 

But, they shoved me off to pain the lines, and actually painted the lines . . . and I was not harassed all weekend. So, that’s good (the painted lines saga now ends).

As always: Keep your head up, your attitude positive, and keep moving forward!

Friday, 9 August 2019

Mid-Term Or No Mid-Term

So, as I get going on my reincarnation of The Grand Savings Plan (to build The Homestead Fund) I am revisiting an old question.

Do I include the contents of my Mid-Term Savings Account towards my Savings Goal? 

Since it is a savings account, the simple answer is yes, don’t be silly.

Yet, since it is not a Long-Term Savings Account, and I can raid it at any time, it doesn’t feel right to include it.

The very purpose of the Mid-Term Savings Account is to be available for me to dip into at anytime right away, for any reason. My “Emergency Cash” as it were.

Yet, it is savings nonetheless, and by including it in my calculations towards my Savings Goal, it discourages me from touching it (which is a good thing).

It is an esoteric discussion within me, and one that will bug me as I move forward. 

Part of me will still feel like I won’t have achieved my goal unless I have achieved it without including the Mid-Term Savings Account.

This is silly, of course, because as soon as I make that Savings Goal I will start to spend out of it as I go off and begin the next adventure. (Whenever and whatever that is).

As always: Keep your head up, your attitude positive, and keep moving forward!

Thursday, 8 August 2019

The Rebirth of The Grand Savings Plan

Okay, so I have been doing some things over the past month, as well as I have been doing a lot of thinking and planning. 

So, now that those things are taken care of (don’t bother asking unless you sleep beside me . . . you don’t  . . . nobody does) I will be enacting a new plan.

I am announcing the Rebirth of The Grand Savings Plan!

I have a new target date (or dates, rather) as in my 54th birthday of June 11, 2054 (so . . . either of the paydays in June of that year . . . most likely the payday of the 22nd)

Then of course I could say f*ck it and push things off to the following June so that I am “retiring” early at age 55. 

(Or everything could go to hell in a hand basket well before then.)

The point is, nobody knows what will happen, which is why I always say . . .

Dream for the future, Plan for the Mid-Term, yet work on the Now.

So, I will start building my Homestead Fund and keep going until it is fully funded. 

It is still undecided as to if I will buy a cabin for me and the future Mrs or found the town, the one thing that I do know is that in either case, I will need The Homestead Fund. 

I won’t tell you the target amount for The Homestead Fund, as it is irrelevant. 

The reason I post and blog about The Grand Savings Plan is not to brag and boast, but to demonstrate that building your savings is possible.

So with all that aside (along with the obligatory “don’t ask me, because I’m not giving you any cash,” statement of fact) here is the current (and inaugural) status of my Homestead Fund!

As you see it stands at 9.9% almost at 10%, but not quite. Again, this is a marathon, not a race and any progress is progress. It is nice to see that I am not starting at zero.

With that I wait two weeks to take another step forward on this marathon of savings.

As always: keep your head up, your attitude positive, and keep moving forward!