In more ways than one.
It has been a while since my last post. Mostly due to my lazy at home routine. I’ve decided to accept the person I really am since writing my last blog post “Lists Work”. I am a bit of a sloth at home. Procrastination (within reason) or last minute tidying is not of any risk to my personal health or safety soo trying to fit a square peg of mass productivity into a round hole of extremely relaxed home life (deeply entrenched in escapism) is not worth the stress and anxiety being busy induces.
I have been examining my relaxed home life routine. And I’ve found that roughly every two ta three years there seems to be a natural plateau in my levels of productivity. The remedy historically has been change. Extreme change; relocation typically. Starting over is a very familiar and satisfying feeling. I love to purge myself of forgotten junk.
With that said, there is a point I’m getting to here… I don’t like living on grid. I feel like it is primitive and harbors a feeling of imprisonment. My creature comforts generate a dependency. Before I know it, the world and it’s routine become familiar. It bores me to death. It is time to shake things up again. Note, only in my home life this time. My job and employer are amazing. You would have to chain me up and drag me out of the shop lol.
I have decided to leave tradition behind and make a move towards independent living OFF GRID. This will been one of the most life changing decisions I have ever made. And; It will begin with a purge.
Lucky for me I’ve been living in a very small apartment for the last two years. My present living space measures about 147 Square Feet (this figure excludes the washroom & kitchen). I love my current arrangement but affordability & location (far from work) have forced me to reevaluate my long term sustenance plan.
Living off grid and being self sufficient really fits my personality type. I really don’t like asking people for help. In a perfect world I’d rely on no one. Nothing is ever perfect though. Really I don’t mind asking someone for help as long as they allow me to fairly compensate them for services rendered. But handouts; I’ve ridden on the coattails of society much longer than I ever intended. It is time to stand alone.
With that said I understand that it is not reasonable to just abandon the traditional lifestyle of having immediate access to electricity and running water. There is a plan in action here. I’m not just flying in the wind… Step one is to bank a healthy purse and acquire a van to serve as a temporary dwelling/transport. To achieve this I’ll be employing a technique self dubbed “grid surfing”. Its kinda like couch surfing but no couch. It does still require the goodwill of others but it is closer to a barter system. I’ve managed to nail down a favorable situation and likely this temporary bout of transient life will prompt more blogging.
End Game; I have my mind body and soul set on converting a shipping container into a permanent/mobile dwelling. This is a photo of the desired container for conversion.