2014 was a real struggle of a year. I spent much of it pondering what to make of my future. The present was feeling distinctly uncomfortable. First, some background for those who don’t know.
My wife and I both quit our jobs in 2010 and moved to glorious mid-Wales. Our income immediately dropped to a third of what it was – out of choice. Rachel was not working at all (and not claiming any benefits before you complain) and I had branched out into the world of freelance classic car writing after several years on staff. Turns out that my dream job of working on a magazine was not without its stresses. Mainly due to management types with whom I failed to agree on a great many things. We were both fed up living a life where we spent most of our time together asleep or watching crap on the TV. Yes, our income (and decision to not have children) allowed us to have fantastic adventures – like taking a Citroen H van to Sweden or zooming all the way to Switzerland in the 2CV – but perhaps there was a better work/life balance to be had.
For several years after the move, we truly were living the dream. Sure, foreign holidays were off the list of things we could do, but then we lived somewhere completely beautiful. Why did we need to go anywhere? We had to make serious cutbacks, but got to spend a lot more time together, working on DIY projects and spending time in the community. That was the real key – an actual community! Turns out it was something we’d been seeking for a long time.
The problem is, the freelance writing market is hampered by there currently being quite a lot of writers, and some publishers not wanting to pay realistic rates. Other publishers have terms and conditions which are frankly horrific. Sadly there isn’t enough work from realistic publishers on which to live. Certainly not if you want that income as your sole income. Even living frugally, we need more than £400 a month. Sometimes I wasn’t earning even that.
So, we’ve spent the past year realising just how little we can live on. It’s staggering really how we’ve managed to cope. It hasn’t been easy, but our desire to be more self-sufficient certainly helps. We’d already cut out a huge amount of frankly unnecessary purchasing. Sorry friends and family – that does mean no birthday or Christmas presents. After all, how often do you receive presents that you don’t actually want? We’ve found birthdays can be made special by merely doing a nice thing, even if that’s just going for a walk. Which is free. We hugely enjoyed the Christmas just gone, and that’s more to do with meeting up with people than presents. Ok, perhaps a bit of chocolate, but then Rachel makes a lot of her own sweets at Christmas. Cheaper than buying a posh-looking selection that’s more box than substance. I’ll take a pot of my wife’s chocolate pigs over a Milk Tray any day of the week.
It can be stressful though. New shoes had to go on the wish list for months, as I simply couldn’t afford to buy any. When I did, I only spent £20. We’re seriously missing family too. We only got to see my family in November because I was road testing a Nissan e-NV200 electric van thing and the fuel for it (via motorway charge points) was free. We couldn’t afford to drive a 500-mile round-trip using petrol or diesel. Not even with cars averaging over 40mpg. Things must have been bad as I only purchased four cars in 2014. The most expensive one cost £375. What was telling is that there was absolutely no way I could afford to run my Land Rover Discovery – a car I had long wanted to own. Saying goodbye to that was hard, but it turned into cash AND a Citroen BX. It was a lifeline.
Eventually, the stress of not having any money got too much. I even applied for jobs away from where we live. Clearly, I was losing my mind. I even had one interview, 200-miles from home. After Christmas, I realised the insanity of this plan. It was time for a career change.
As it happens, a role has now opened up at the community minibus company I do a lot of volunteering for. I’ve only got the job temporarily, as it will have to be advertised and a permanent appointment made. I started this week and it has been a bit odd! Regular hours, alarm clocks, a commute! (of 4.6 miles). I’m going to apply for it permanently, and I really hope I get it.
This isn’t so I can get money and go back to rampant consumerism. My time with that sort of life has gone. It’s been great having to REALLY think about every purchase. A useful skill that seems rather lost these days. No, I actually want to have money, earned locally, so I can spend it locally. I want to buy more from local farmers. I want to spend more at the local shops and hotels. I want to support the people brave enough to take on the huge challenges of running a rural business. People who actually pay their taxes…
Perhaps the biggest victim of my lack of funds has been my poor, almost-200,000-mile 2CV. It has been quite painful to watch her body crumble, and I’ve simply not had the funds to do any more than scrape her through another MOT each year. You can’t run a classic car on thin air, and the lack of body attention is now showing very badly. But, with a job, there’s the chance of resurrection – though I currently have very mixed views on how this should happen.
I must also concede that there are still cars I want to own. Nice cars! Cars that could perhaps cost as much as a few thousand pounds to buy. Then there’s my poor five-string electric bass, which desperately needs new strings and a service. My wife would like some new socks.
On top of that, there’s the money we need just to live! The wood for our wood burner is not free, and nor is the gas for our oven. Plus there are many DIY projects left to perform on our house, for which buying stuff is pretty much essential. Yes, there’s much we can do by foraging for things (like pallets – very useful) and grabbing free stuff where we find it, but actual expenditure is just necessary sometimes.
Even just having this temporary job (writing work is continuing but at a reduced level) has taken a real weight off my shoulders. I can go to the pub tonight and not have to worry about whether I can afford a second drink. You don’t know how outrageous that actually feels.
Sure, it’ll be a shock to the system. I’m not sure I’ve worked more than 15 hours a week since we moved here. It’s quite a lifestyle change. However, we’re very fortunate to be able to live like this and I don’t see it as a failure of a Big Plan. We’ve learnt how to reduce our impact on the world, even though I’m a rampant meat-eating petrolhead. Lessons learned will help make sure that my new income can be stretched quite a lot way. I hope.
It would really help if Ebay disappeared about now.
12 thoughts on “All change! Lifestyle review”
Best of luck DW, Glad you don’t see it as a failure, and it sounds like it’ll make a big difference to your two french horses.
Thanks. Bring on the Franco-shite antics!
Its great that you have managed to make this lifestyle work, less stress is probably a godsend and I’m sure having a regular income won’t change your mindset.
Good luck with the job application!
I salute you for your brave lifestyle decisions. I’m sure it will work out.
Thanks. Life is too short to conform to the expected norms. I’m very glad I am able to explore other avenues so readily.
Opposite to what the others have commented, I find it not a brave life decision-I find it a poor and cowardly decision that is very selfish, I`m sorry to say.There is no trophy for living outside of the “norm”.There is no meaning of life as well;you have to find your own meaning and enjoy that freedom, but to have no kids on purpose is a theft on yourself and questions your parents decision to have you in the first place.Just my opinion.
Who said I was after a trophy? The whole point of our lifestyle is not to worry about attaining things that others think essential. And while I respect your right to say what you think about my choices when it comes to children, there’s no rule written anywhere that you MUST have them. The world is getting crowded. Perhaps I’d rather not add to the population woes.
There sure is no rule that you must have kids, but nature gave you the option for a reason.
The world is getting crowded for sure, but in the wrong places: India, China, Africa ect.
I don´t think England has that much trouble with that yet and I think it is just an excuse,
because you fear the responsibillity that comes along with kids.
Its not a financial issue for you (opposite to a poor Indian guy as an example) either:
I have 3 kids and do not feel financially pressured by that,
maybe because I choose to reduce my demands in things about cars by choice.
Thats why I drive Citroen BX´s, while I used to buy cars brand new.
Now my kids have brand new motorcycles for their MX-hobby instead.
So again: Its not a “brave” decision to lead a spartanic life style
(which I fully support, because it means real freedom of mind)
and refuse to have children.
I´m absolutely not assaulting you either:
It doesn´t matter if you are brave or not, its not stating anything about you as a person.
I can not and will not judge you.
I´m just trying to tell you, that you are only making a decision for the wrong motives in my eyes.
And that decision can refuse the world (you said you worried about it) the wonder of -lets say-the next Nicola Tesla, who could be your son.You will never know!
To have kids is a risky decision for sure.
Not to have kids is easy.
Life is not meant to be easy, but a constant challenge.
No challenge is more rewarding in life, but to have kids of your own.
You will never be alone ever again and they are the only human beeings,
that you can love all your life regardless and never hate all your life.
Do not give up on them and don´t refuse yourself of this rewarding challenge of life, please.
The decision was made years ago. We are not having children. To start wondering about what might be is to start having a view of contraception which is worryingly Catholic. Our decision IS partly because we want an easy life. Spending a weekend with two small children has only reinforced how easy our life is! You can have special moments with children you are related to, as well as ones born to you. We take great comfort from our nephew and niece and we still get to enjoy lazy mornings in bed.
I respect your decision and just wanted to clarify what some commenters saw as a brave decision, is not so in my eyes. That is all. I’m an atheist btw and made sure there is no forth kid by operation. Keep up this nice blog👍
A very very very big decision that could have gone t.ts up .love the vids keep on going you,ve taught me a lot. Many thanks steve😂😂😂😂😂😂🚘🚘🚘🚘🚘🚘🚘🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧