As some of you may know from my Facebook status update over the weekend that I got kicked out of my Western Home on Saturday evening.
It was nothing personal, I just got caught up in a sweep they seem to do now and again in response to some people who just stay there 24/7 /365.
I understand that it is their right to do so, as it is private property. They have a right to say who can and cannot stay there for how long.
It is just frustrating and a bit sad that I have once again lost access to a place that is, or was, my weekend home; such as it was.
It was a place for me to put my slide-out out and therefore have a bit of extra space, coupled with not having traffic roaring two feet from my window all the time.
Such is life, and these things can and will happen as long as I remain mobile. Mobile is what I am and shall remain for 30 months at least.
How have I come up with this number of two and a half years? Let me break it down for you.
I have (as of Wednesday the 30th) 11 months and 1 week until I pay off the Wanda Loan in full. That will put me a year from now: Late November 2017.
At which pointy I will most likely have decimated all of my savings and so will need a payday to top up the Mid-Term Savings before starting the next phase of my journey to a home.
That phase is of course building up The Homestead Fund. I plan to have $60,000.00 in that fund before I start to seriously start to look for a place.
By my Estimations that will take me until late May 2019 (Yes, 30 months from now).
Even then I will need to stuff an extra $6000.00 in extra cash, over and above my regular, ambitious, savings plan to make that goal.
This target of $60,000.00 will give me enough to buy something and pay for all of the closing costs.
Exactly what I will be able to get for that or where it will be, is anyone’s guess. I plan to buy something for cash outright and not get a mortgage.
This is an ambitious and some may say unrealistic goal, but I have to start somewhere, I have to have a dream and a vision of what I want.
After that I need a plan to get me there. I have both of those, and yes I am working that plan.
That is the essence of the recipe for success and the way to improve your life: Dream, Set Measurable Goals, Plan, Act.
What having a piece of land means to me, is a place to finally belong. It means having a place to put down roots, of building something permanent, something lasting, and yes, a life.
My life is transient and in a constant state of flux and, in truth, on hold. It will be so until I can finally unhitch Wanda on that patch of dirt that I own.
The only way that this number (30 months) until that date will shorten, is by way of some sort of outside intervention: lottery win, crowdfunding, etc.
I may have jokingly asked for donations before, but I was not serious then, and I am not asking now.
(Don’t let me stop you if you indeed feel so motivated to donate or arrange a crowdfunding campaign, though . . . $100,000.00 in total thanks).
I will pay my own way, on this journey to have a home of my own. Even if it is just a patch of ground with nothing but trees, grass and perhaps a stream, that sounds great to me.
I choose to see that there is an end in sight that, sure it is two and a half years away, but there is some sort of end in sight; an end to this Urban Nomad Journey.
Just buying the property is not enough, as there are improvements that will need to be done to make that land a home.
I will, most likely, need to keep working for a year past the time of buying the property.
That eventuality is too far unseen, as I may yet get a place near this work or some other decent job. At which point I can still be home, and steadily improving my home.
Once again, I digress, while it is a long road to a place where I can set down roots, I have a dream, measurable goals, and a plan. So, there is a real chance that this will happen, that I will finally have a home of my own.
As always: keep your head up, your attitude positive, and keep moving forward!