I was talking to a friend yesterday – actually, my ex, but let’s not hold that against her – and she suggested taking in a lodger. It wasn’t as off the wall as it might sound. I’d spent the last 10 minutes or so complaining about my cats’ expensive taste in food, so she pointed out the obvious. I could cover all their food costs by renting out my spare room.
Honestly, I don’t think I could find anyone who would pay to share a home with my cats (and certainly not with me, but that’s another story!) but it did get me thinking. A couple of years ago, when I had overstretched myself in my enthusiasm for fostering puppies – taking on 5 puppies at one time is really pushing it – I did find someone to stay and help with the animals. It worked quite well, and I enjoyed the company, so now I’m wondering if I should do something similar again. I think a lot of people would like the idea of living rent free in Spain, in return for helping out around the house and garden, and it would give me more time to work on increasing my income.
Because I’ve decided what I’m going to do … at least, I think I have. (If you’ve been following this blog for a while, you’ll know how long I can spend pondering a decision, and this is a really big decision.)
After yesterday’s post about moving on, I think it is time to get ‘back on the road again’, and I should start planning for a big move. The question, of course, is where to move to because you need to have a destination in mind when you’re relocating 2 dogs and 6 cats. Much as I’d love to at times, it isn’t as simple as loading up my bike with a few belongings, my laptop and a tent, and heading off into the wild unknown.
I’ve wanted to live in a bus for some time (since the late 90s, in fact), and seeing this article on Tiny House Talk a while back reminded me of what can be done if you have an old bus and some imagination. I drove buses back in Cornwall, before I moved to Spain, and I spent a lot of my break time wandering up and down the interior of the bus, imagining what it would be like converted into a home. I imagined treating it as a giant motorhome back then, but the idea of a tiny house on wheels is far more practical when you have so many animals to care for, and it puts my dream of running my own animal shelter that much closer to being within reach.
When I first wrote about it on this blog, I was thinking of building or renovating a house, which would have meant buying land that was suitable for building on – and finding rural building land in this area is practically impossible now. But Spain has fewer restrictions on what are considered to be ‘temporary’ structures (and you don’t get much more temporary than a bus on wheels!) so I’d be much less restricted in where I could live. After I finished my post yesterday, I spent some time looking at plots of land on Kyero to see what was available, at what price, and in which parts of Spain. I suppose I could go further afield – a friend in Uganda did a good job of selling it on price! – but Spain feels safe and familiar now, so unless Brexit forces me to leave Europe, I’d prefer to stay in this country, at least.
It’s given me a lot to think about and, even though I don’t have to raise hundreds of thousands of euros, I will need to raise a significant amount of money. Having someone to help out around here, so I can devote more time and energy to expanding my business, is a very tempting proposition.
(Photo: A bus – probably one I drove on the Penzance to Land’s End route. For some reason, I always imagined living in a double decker.)