Nearly March!

How many post titles can I come up with to describe the slow, steady progress happening here?

It’s been an eventful week. The recap:

We lost a large tree. Funny story, really. I woke up Tuesday to the sound (and feel) of a tree falling, followed by the sounds of a saw. So I wandered down the hill and met the gentleman who owns the land next door, and who built our house originally. We chatted a bit, and it was a delightful start to my morning.

The following day, my girlfriend said she felt another tree fall, and asked if he had mentioned he’d be coming back. I didn’t think too much about it, but a couple of hours later, I realized we’d not heard a saw, which was diagnostic.

We drove a little beyond our house to find a huge uprooted tree covering the road. It didn’t block us in, but it belonged to us, and it fell in the road between us and other landowners. No one currently lives beyond it, so it wasn’t a terrible rush, but neighborly code suggested we deal with it.

Note: all of my chainsaw skills have been acquired in the last month using a relatively small (Stihl MS250) saw. This tree is 3 feet in diameter and, ultimately, its full removal probably requires equipment I don’t have. The middle portion of the tree has been eaten by carpenter ants, which was lucky, because it means the tree broke up a bit on impact with the road. And it also means the larger pieces of the tree that were covering the road could be managed with our small saw and our awesome little tractor.

Which brings me to the tractor. Everyone told me I’d need one, so I did some research and ultimately bought a little Kubota BX2660. And up until last week, I’ve questioned that purchase almost daily – it was expensive, and short of hauling firewood around and mowing here and there, I’ve not done much with it. But that little tractor totally earned its keep last week.

For a couple of nights after work before dark, we headed down to the tree and cut what we could and moved the debris out of the road using manpower and, as necessary, the tractor loader and blade. That tractor pushed some serious weight, and I’m sure that the road would still be blocked had we not had it.

The experience with the tree was my first up here where I realized some of my assets elsewhere in my life can be applied to life on this land. I have spent so much time fretting about my lack of experience and expertise that I’d forgotten that being smart, creative, and flexible, in conjunction with working hard, actually gets you pretty far.

It was a rewarding experience. It was also cool to interact with such a large tree…The wood in the middle of the tree is too rotten to burn, but the matter the ants left behind is this beautiful, rich soil that I’ve been transporting to the garden by the tractor bucket full. We’re not composting here yet, and while I love gardening and can’t wait to get started here, the maintenance around the house has taken priority over garden prep, making that unexpected by-product from this chore feel like quite a gift.

Generally, things here are still up and down. The “solarization” of the electric fence remains a frustrating challenge – I added two ground rods to our setup last weekend (giving us a total of 4 6′ rods), and they made little difference in our voltage. I’m running out of ideas on that project, and at this point we’re seriously considering simply using the funds we put toward the solar charger toward an electrician, who could safely wire an outlet at the fence.

All of these projects are still very much a balance between taking the time to master them, and taking too much time away from other priorities. Ultimately our challenges are lucky ones to have – figuring out how we should spend our time on this beautiful property and what we should do next, and reminding ourselves to slow down and have fun along the way.

Slow and steady.

Sorry for the long absence here. I’ve been treading water both at home and at work, and frankly, I’m still trying to figure out how to write here in a way that’s useful for me and potentially interesting to you. Fortunately it’s been so long that I’ll go with an update for now.

I quit trying with the door. It seems easy, but to get it installed correctly, it requires skills and tools I don’t have yet. Our good friend and talented contractor handled it perfectly in thirty minutes. I watched, and I have a much better idea of what to do next time. These days that’s the minimum standard – if I can’t do it myself, then I’ll watch and learn what I can.

We’ve had a large pile of logs that are ready to be cut and split, and we outsourced those last week, also. The estimate given by the tree company was that the logs represented potentially thirteen cords, and they offered us 5-6 of those. I think that estimate is high, but some of the logs are 36″ wide, and I don’t have the time to cut and split logs that big by hand. I also have 50-60 more trees that are down in various spots on the property that need to be processed, so getting this large pile out of the processing spot and being able to focus on those smaller trees just made sense this time. I’m not entirely sure I won’t get fleeced in the deal, but I’ve already gotten a couple of truckloads of firewood out of it, which, ultimately makes it worth it.

We’ve finally started taking the tractor out with some regularity, and are learning tractor operating skills one bit at a time. Yesterday we  attempted to grade the driveway with a box blade, which was extremely frustrating. But I learned how to swap attachments and remove and replace the mid mount mower, so that’s something.

Using the box blade is pretty representative of why I fail at things I try here. I’m so worried about breaking something that’s working relatively well (in this case that’s the driveway) that I won’t even try working on it to improve it. That’s a mentality I’m trying to get over. If nothing else, I literally can’t afford to have it, as I can’t pay people to do everything I don’t know how to do.

I tried to fire up a tiller left behind by the previous owner this weekend, and I suspect the carb needs to be cleaned, as it’s been sitting with a full tank of gas for two years, and it won’t start. So small engines are going to be the lesson for the next few weeks – oil and filter change on the generator, carb clean, oil change, and who knows what else on the tiller.

Themed or not, this post sums up the days and decisions here. What do we try to learn today, what do we outsource, and what can we accomplish without learning or outsourcing?

Progress

I told myself I wouldn’t be back here until I hung that door, but I’m starting to get concerned that would mean ending the blog altogether. So here I am, updating from a connected bed/bath with no door, again.

But I’ve not been altogether unsuccessful. This week was pretty satisfying, actually. I’m working full-time from the barn now, so the weekdays are not very productive around the house. Between keeping things clean and keeping all of our basic needs met, my lunch hour is shot. By 6, when I call it a (work)day, I’m usually pretty spent and ready to enjoy some quiet time. And boy does this house afford quiet time…I just enjoyed the quietest morning I’ve had in years…It’s really, really nice here.

But back to progress. I have managed to get some work done over the last two weekends, and during some nights. I’ve done the usual tedious stuff – more unpacking, more cleanout of what the previous owner left, etc. But I also, successfully (I think) worked on the electric fence. Last weekend I wandered around with hedge trimmers (still improvising with tools we have rather than buying potentially better-suited tools) and trimmed back all of the briars and tall grass. And, according to the fence tester, that got our voltage up significantly. Then yesterday I mended the two spots that were down. So the fence is back in business.

Which is good, because yesterday my girlfriend spoke to the previous owner who told her he has a lot of “bear stories” for us and that we better get that fence up and running.

But I’m also a little nervous because the dog is not at all phased by the fence.

Oh, we got a dog. We knew we wanted one eventually, and we stumbled into a rescue facility that had a dog that seemed perfect for us. It was a little impulsive, and a month or two later may have been better timing, but she’s a really sweet, good dog, and she’s made this place feel more like home. And she barks when things outside occur, which makes being here alone at night a little less unnerving.

But back to the fence. We inherited an above-ground electric fence. It surrounds a couple of acres of the property, and for the most part it seems like it was installed very well – several ground rods, solid posts, insulators and poles as frequently as they should be, etc. One of the ceramic insulators had been stressed and was broken, bringing down the fence in that area, and the bottom wire throughout a different portion of the fence was severed. So I corrected those problems, and I’m getting decent readings across the fence, particularly on warmer days.

However, the dog, a known escape artist, just walks right through it. And that’s frustrating because we were really hoping the fence would help contain her. But it’s also unsettling because I’m counting on it to keep predators out.

Any electric fence users out there? I think our next step is to get a more powerful charger. We don’t have electricity out there now, and our current charger requires AC power, so I think we’re going to upgrade to a more powerful solar charger. I know generally solar means less power in the world of electric fences, but not in this case.

As for the dog, we’re still trying to figure out the most humane way to train her the property boundaries. With hunters and predators all around us, it’s essential.

Anyway, I guess I can check mending the fence off the list, for now. However small, it’s my first success here, and it feels like a move in the right direction.

 

Welcome GRS readers!

Thanks for checking out my blog.

This blog is not a financial blog. It’s an account of a major transition in my life and my experience moving from circumstances in which I was reasonably in control to those in which I am entirely out of me element. I’m facing new challenges and learning new skills every day, and documenting that process seems like a good idea for myself if for not other reason.

I’ve been a GRS reader for years, and I think my values are aligned with JD in many ways. They govern nearly every step of this process as I prioritize my to do list, attempt to balance work around the house with work for pay with leisure time, and map out future construction projects on the cabin. If you’ve enjoyed his application of his financial philosophy to other areas of his life, then you may enjoy checking in every once in a while.

Thanks again.

And we’re back!

Quite a gap there. Moving was a lot of work…Prep at home and work left almost no time to socialize with the friends I was leaving, which meant there was no time at all for blogging.

We drove from Rhode Island to Virginia on Christmas Eve and had a nice time with my family. We then drove to our new house in Western NC and slept on an air mattress awaiting the arrival of our stuff. That arrived on Thursday, and we’ve been setting up our house since.

There are definitely a lot of “what were we thinking” moments. We’re far from town. You don’t want to get home to realize you forgot the milk. And you certainly don’t want to make three trips to a hardware store each day, which is how it’s been going lately.

And, well, it’s creepy out here. Lots of unfamiliar noises…Lots of back and forth of “what was that?” and “did you hear something?”

It’s also unbelievably beautiful. And the quiet and darkness are outstanding. And the view of the mountains in the morning is breathtaking.

The to do list is breathtaking in a different way. We’re still unpacking the house and office…Once that’s done, I think mending the fence is first on the list.

Well, that’s not entirely true. Putting a bathroom door on the master bath is first priority. Here’s how that’s going…I finally bought a door. And a knob. And I foolishly thought that was it…I already had hinges, so I assumed I was good to go. But apparently, and I’m sure everyone knows this but me, doors don’t come pre-chiseled for hinges. Neither do door frames.

So I’ve done some research, and I’ve purchased a chisel. And now I’m just waiting for the chisel to unwrap itself and chisel the door for me. While I wander the couple of  acres of the property that are fenced looking around at everything that needs attention and scratching my head.

Purgatory

I’m still in that strange place where I’m living two places at once in my head, which increasingly feels like I’m living in between two places, unable to fully exist in either. This is always a challenge before a move – enjoying the time you have left somewhere while feeling excited about going elsewhere, nevermind trying to manage the practical details.

The last crazy news I got from North Carolina was that, during an atypically severe rain storm, water was “pouring in” all of the walls of the barn-turned-office. Which is terrible. (Phone rings, contractor explains situation. Contractor: “I can send you a photo if you want.” Me: “Oh, that won’t be necessary. No photos. Tell me how we fix this, and let’s never speak of it again.”)

But fortunately it occurred before insulation was up, and fortunately contractor extraordinaire quickly worked into his schedule removing the siding of the barn and putting up home wrap before insulating. It increased costs a bit, but it’s difficult to complain given the circumstances and how quickly and appropriately he handled it. Continue reading

It’s nearly December

So we’re finally past Thanksgiving, and tomorrow marks the start of December. Which is our moving month. Which is pretty awesome.

But now I’m in that strange place where I’m gone from Rhode Island mentally in some ways while trying to make the most of my time left here while trying to feel excited about where we’re going.

Last week marked a few little victories at the house. We successfully got internet installed (this has been a saga well worth a future post). We got license plates for the truck. We got a reputable person working on the truck. We got appliances delivered to the house (which apparently also means a box truck can get to the house). And we get regular good news updates from our fabulous contractor assuring us things are moving along.

The next week or two promise to bring huge interior progress in the office – windows, siding, trim, wood stove. Fun stuff. Which is particularly good because the next week or two in Rhode Island promises to bring long workdays, packing, and lots of sad lasts for a while (last breakfast at Sunny Side, last trip to Beavertail, last nights out with friends, and on and on).

So it’s hurry up and wait, while trying frantically to enjoy my friends and tie up loose ends in Rhode Island, and prepare my office, colleagues, and work habits for a big change. It doesn’t make for much of an update here, but it’s part of any major move, and it characterizes my life these days. I’ll be stopping in here with any news and photos of improvements I get over the next few weeks, but it seems likely my foolishness associated with country living will be on hold until I get down there. Plenty of time for that later…

My first mistake, and why I would make it again

Throughout this process, we’ve worked very hard to find the balance between smart money handling and smart product decisions. We financed the house, but it’s well within our budget, and our monthly housing costs will significantly decrease, leaving us money for maintenance and improvements. I’m  paying cash for the barn upgrades, and throughout that process I’ve made materials and design decisions that balance quality work with a low budget; ultimately, it’s a tasteful, simple project that will be done right.

Outside of some basic household items (appliances, bathroom fixtures, etc.), our other major expenses relate to equipment and vehicles. Maintaining the property will require a small tractor. And accessing the property will require 4wd. We currently have two small cars and no tractor. Continue reading

The house

Once we got word that our landlords were selling the house we were renting, we made the decision to rent short-term while making plans to move south, where we would be closer to our families and able to afford the type of permanent housing situation we both wanted: a small house on at least five acres within driving distance to both of our families.

We found a couple with a small single family residence for sale in a town outside of Providence who was willing to rent to us through December, and we began gathering information necessary to implement our plan to migrate South. I met with my boss, and we came to an agreement that would allow me to work remotely, and my girlfriend began looking at job listings relevant to her line of work south of DC. We discussed possible geographic locations between our families, and ultimately we decided on Western North Carolina; it fell between our parents’ towns, and we had both lived in the area before and knew it offered numerous perks most rural areas did not – Democrats, restaurants, and great live music (local and touring bands). Continue reading

Renting – a like story

As I’ve mentioned, my girlfriend and I have been living in Rhode Island for the last 4-5 years (I’ve been here a little longer) enjoying exploring a different part of the country (we’re both from the South), being blown away by the beautiful New England coastline, and generally having fun renting and not being tied to a house and all that comes with it.

But we’ve also felt far from family, and ultimately we’ve felt frustrated by our inability to control certain aspects of our homes. I’ve been here just over 5 years, and I’ve lived in seven apartments. We stayed in a couple of those for 18 months, and the rest were  shorter rentals. Two of those shorter rentals were always intended to be temporary, but three of them were cut short due to issues we couldn’t control. Continue reading