10 Things you need to do to prepare for the move to the country

A nice article by Luke Lee from Backwoods Home Magazine, some good advice from those people who plan on Bugging out.

There are three kinds of people who read this magazine: those already living in the country, those actively preparing and planning to make the move to the country, and lastly those who fantasize about moving but will never actually do it. Unashamedly I am the second kind, the one who is actively planning the move and is doing a great deal about it. Here are some of the things I’ve done or am doing to make this transition possible someday.

1. Debt free

Yes, it is a dream for me and I believe it can become a reality one day. Just imagine moving to the country laden with debts: credit cards, mortgage, car loans, student loan, boat loan, RV loan—you get the picture. Anyone who hopes to move to the country and still live like a city dweller with all this baggage is fooling himself. Even if he can make the move, it would neither be practical nor enjoyable. You’ve got to have a plan to rid yourself of these debts and begin to save.

My contractor friend Bryan working on the water line. I'm moving the gravel to the garage to get ready for concrete, putting newly acquired skills to work.
My contractor friend Bryan working on the water line. I’m moving the gravel to the garage to get ready for concrete, putting newly acquired skills to work.

Yes, it will take discipline and iron will, and yes it can be achieved. Here is something I read today while at a restaurant: “Happy is the man who makes sacrifices to fulfill his dreams.” For sure there will be sacrifices and efforts; dreams don’t come easily or cheaply. Don’t get me wrong, I am not totally debt free. But I am working hard to achieve this end, say, in a few years. And this is how I started:

About five years ago when my wife and I started thinking about moving to the country someday, we were also in the position to buy our first house. Instead of buying a single family home, we bought a triplex. While we lived there, the rental income from the other units nearly paid the entire mortgage each month. We were able to save my income and live on my wife’s salary.

A year and a half later, we had saved enough to buy our second home. (We kept the triplex—the rental income pays all expenses, and we look forward to one day selling it, pocketing the appreciated value.) This time, however, we wanted to live in a single family home because we were expecting our first child. We had also decided that once the child was born my wife would quit her job. We bought a nice Cape Cod-style house just a few blocks from the triplex. We got it for a very reasonable price because it had a very ugly kichen with dreadful yellow linoleum, and we bought it directly from the owner. The kitchen became a good project for us, and now my wife loves her “dream kitchen.”

Two weeks after we moved in, our first child, Abriel, was born. Nine months later, we still had enough money left over to buy a fixer-upper. We got a special mortgage called 203K that financed the renovation costs and based the value on the completed projects. We renovated it and sold it a year later at a handsome profit. With the money from the fixer-upper I built a second house on our lot. We rent out this new house, and the income covers much of our mortgage.

It all sounds pretty easy, doesn’t it. But let me assure you, there was more stress and headaches than you could imagine. But I still think it was worth it because it has brought me several steps closer to fulfilling my dream.

2. Acquire skills

By now you must think that I am quite an entrepreneur and a handy person. Believe me, I am neither. My wife thought I was crazy to take on such projects. You see, I was born and raised in Hong Kong. I had never worked with my hands until a few years ago. Hong Kong is a city of concrete; there was no need for me to learn to fix anything.

When I came to the States at the age of 18, I only spoke a smattering of English and had no skills whatsoever. But I figured that since I was here I might as well learn. When we first bought our fixer-upper, my wife was really doubtful as to how we were going to fix it. The house seemed to be in need of a lot of repairs but I thought it had a good bone to it. Yet I realized that I couldn’t possibly do any of the repairs myself so I hired a friend to help. I didn’t want to deal with contractors, and more importantly I wanted to work alongside someone so I could learn.

For the next few months, we worked together over many weekends. I helped, I watched, and I asked questions. At times I felt like I was an idiot; I couldn’t even do some of the simplest things. Toward the end of the remodeling, my friend bailed out and said he couldn’t spend the weekends to work any longer. I was counting on him, and the 203k loan required all the work to be done soon. I still had to refinish the hardwood floor, paint the whole house inside and out, and do tons of little things.

So I wept. No, I did not. I took a week off work. I went to the rental place and rented a floor sander. I took it to the fixer house and did it. It took me several days to do it. I knew it wasn’t a perfect job because the same friend later told me I did a poor job on the floor. So what, I did it without him. I was proud of myself and later many people complimented me on the floor. About a year later we sold the house for a nice profit. We had wanted to sell it right away, but it didn’t happen. Nobody was interested so we rented it out. During that nine-month period we had more tenants than I’d like to remember. I think it must have been five. Well, being a landlord is another story.

Luke takes a break from building the foundation of the rental house to show it off to his daughter Abriel.
Luke takes a break from building the foundation of the rental house to show it off to his daughter Abriel.

As for the house I built on my lot, it was a much better experience for me, though it wasn’t without trials. Again I hired another friend, who was a contractor, to build the house with me because I knew I still had so much to learn. I took three months off work (my second child was born and I took three months parental leave) and started building less than a week after Annika was born. We did most of the work except plumbing, electrical, grading, and a few others. Overall, the experience was very positive and I learned quite a bit about carpentry work.

But some of the nightmares included dealing with the truss company and the electrical contractor. Briefly, the truss company kept sending us wrong trusses. The big truck roared back three times to deliver the correct trusses. At the end, the owner of the truss company refused to give us some of the engineerings for the trusses until we paid in full. But we insisted that the trusses be approved by the city inspector first because of some of the changes the truss company had made. Stalemate. The city inspector came and didn’t question the trusses, the truss company burned to the ground the next day, we paid in full. The end of the truss story and no, we didn’t do it.

As for the electrical work, it was a greater nightmare for us. We did most of the wiring ourselves thinking that we could do it without an electrician. The city came and inspected and demanded that it be done by an electrical contractor. We had no choice but to hire one. It was summer time and we had to scramble to find one. On top of that, the city also demanded a 400-amp meter base because now we have two houses on one large lot.

It ended up costing us over $6000. At the rate of $60 an hour, it took the electrician a whole week to get the wiring done. My wife kept commenting that the electrician parked his van far away instead of on the driveway in front of the house; he kept walking back and forth to this van the whole day.

Toward the end, the electrician came back to do a little more finish work. When we got a bill for those four or five hours of work, I looked at it carefully and realized that the hourly rate was no longer $60 but $65. I called the owner of the company, who turned out to also be a city commissioner of the city of Gresham. He then told me that he had decided to give his hard working guy a raise so he went ahead and charged me $5 more an hour—without my knowledge or consent. Typical politician, isn’t it? I raised a stink and got him to lower it back to $60.

Through it all, I learned that if you have determination, you can accomplish many things, but not everything. After building the house along with my friend, I felt confident enough to tackle many projects on my own, including building a covered porch, deck, fences, and many other projects.

3. Acquire tools

Along with acquiring skills, invariably you will acquire tools, and lots of them. When I first began to be interested in tools, I scoured garage sales and bought many cheap tools. But most of them were too cheap to be of any good. Refuse the temptation to buy everything you see at garage sales. Poor quality tools will only add frustration as you tackle a project.

Sheathing is done. View from the new backyard.
Sheathing is done. View from the new backyard.

What about power tools? Yes, they are handy but they are also expensive. The first power tool I bought was a crosscut saw from a discount warehouse and it only cost me $30. I thought it was a good deal because on the box it boasted of all these features and horsepower. But when I used it the first time, I wasn’t amused. The saw kept binding on the 2 x 4. I knew I wasn’t a skilled craftsman yet, but the saw wasn’t helping either. Failure to cut a 2 x 4 is detrimental to a man’s self image, but eventually I figured out that the saw was partly responsible.

A few months later, strolling down the aisles at Sears, I saw this nice belt sander and it was made completely out of plastic. I couldn’t resist and bought it for $35, thinking that I could sure use a sander. After using it a few times, I quickly sold the sander and the crosscut saw in my own garage sales.

From then on, the adage stuck with me when I considered buying tools: “You get what you pay for.” Yes, I still buy many tools from garage sales and private parties, but I try to stick with name brands such as Porter Cable, Milwaukee, Dewalt, Bosch, and other well known reliable tools. If you don’t, then your tools will come back to haunt you and I can almost hear you swear, “What a piece of junk this is.”

4. Read

Over the last few years I have checked out many how-to books from the library and have bought many useful books. Particularly I enjoy this magazine (Dave told me to say it), Readers’ Digest’s Back to Basics and Do-it-Yourself Manual, Time Life’s Complete Fix-it-Yourself, Wills H. Wagner’s Modern Carpentry, and Orthos’s Basic Wiring Techniques. These are just some of my favorites. Check them out, browse through them. There is a lot of reading material out there and much of it is useful.

A few months ago I was at a garage sale and this guy had two boxes of woodworking magazines for sale. There had to be over 200 magazines in those two boxes. I offered him $10 for each box and he insisted on $15. While I was thinking about it one of the boxes sold. I should have bought them right away. I bought the remaining box and two brand new woodworking books for a dollar each. One of the books was on how to build traditional cabinets; I had just checked it out from the library recently and noticed the original price of $15. Keep looking and reading. Having a good collection of how-to books will be an integral part of your move to the country.

5. Start a garden

I started a garden about a month ago and it was the first for me. A friend came over one Saturday with a tiller and tilled up a patch of grass in a corner of my backyard. We then went to a nursery and picked up some tomato plants, zucchini, eggplant, and peppers. I also bought some bush beans, corn, and snow pea seeds. We fertilized the soil and my friend showed me how to plant them. It wasn’t quite as bad as I thought. I kept the soil moist and most of the plants have grown much since.

Every day I go out in the yard to inspect the plants. I was particularly eager for the seeds to germinate. I looked at them so much that my wife was accusing me of digging them up to inspect the seeds to see if they were doing something. No, I didn’t do it but the idea was very tempting. I know when I live in the country I would like to have a big garden. Realizing that there is so much to learn, I need to start somewhere, and the little patch of garden may as well be the place.

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