The Other OTHER Use For a Bedroom

I live in a two-bedroom house. This is pretty much the smallest house that’s readily available, but I always considered the second bedroom a kind of burden to a single (as in number) person. I only NEED one bedroom, because I only need one bed. Why the extra room? What is one person supposed to do with it? And, is it really as big of a deal as I am making it out to be?

The pragmatic reason here is that most people who buy homes have or are planning to have a family, or at the very least would like to have an office or guest room. I don’t have (or plan to have) children, and the minimalist in me would be happy with a couch that doubles as a hide-a-bed to use when guests come over. I don’t entertain that often, and when I do it usually involves friends from college who would be happy sleeping on a couch anyway.

Single-bedroom houses don’t seem to be very common in the US (if anywhere). I guess the solution most people come up with is to buy a condo, but that’s out-of-the-question for me because I’m not living somewhere where I’m beholden to an HOA. Been there, done that. I also like having a garage for my projects, and, from my time living in a high-rise, I don’t like taking an elevator anytime I want to go outside.

All of that aside, though, I tend to regard the bedroom as a colossal waste in ANY modern living space. For a room that is only used for sleeping (well, maybe not JUST for sleeping), having an entire room devoted to something that you do in about 60 cubic feet of space seems needless. This is compounded by the fact that the master bedroom in a typical house is often one of the largest rooms there is. I’m not sure how this practice came about or why we continue to devote so much space to literally nothing.

But I’m always on the lookout for a solution to problems (largely imagined, I suppose), and since I don’t currently have the means of building a half-bedroom one-bathroom house, I think I stumbled upon a way to use my house that gets me the maximum amount of use out of the space.

First of all, my bedroom is in the smaller room. Like I said before, it’s crazy that the bedroom is expected to be the largest room in the house while getting (possibly) the least amount of use ( again, I’m considering sleeping ONLY…).

This works out in my house particularly well because the room in which my bed resides is in the back corner of the house, away from the road noise (and, to some extent, the noise from the international airport that’s just to the south of me).

Secondly, I keep nothing in this room besides the furniture. This includes clothes! That way, if anyone in the bed wakes up and wants to get dressed, use a computer, start soldering some wires, turn the lights on, get a towel to take a shower, etc, they can do so without waking any other sleeping person(s) in the bed with undue noise, light, or solder fumes.

Everything that would be in a bedroom closet is in the closet in the other “bedroom”. I’ve outfitted this room with a desk and futon (so it could potentially double as a true “spare” bedroom if needed; I’m not a savage or anything). This way it’s possible for me to work in the extra room while guests sleep comfortably in the actual bedroom.

As a bonus, the desk is situatied in front of the window so anyone sitting down to, say, write this blog post, has a beautiful view of the beautiful Florida cityscape in which I live.

So, if you too struggle with waking up your significant other, or your guests, or just want a good way to utelize that second bedroom, maybe consider something along these lines. I don’t know if you’ll realize the same results that I have, but it might be worth a shot!

Photo: My actual bedroom. Does it look like it belongs in Florida? 

It’s Saturday, October 17th!

…and I’m back from a brief internet hiatus. But lots of other things have happened in the past month that are worth looking into:

This is What a Real Bomb Looks Like by Adam Fabio, hackaday.com. Definitely not anything to do with minimalism or financial independence, but in the wake of the “bomb” incident in Texas, some perspective is in order.

Why Your $80,000 Car Doesn’t Impress Me Any Longer by Steve, thinksaveretire.com. I work for a Fortune-500 company, and these cars are everywhere. But I also see people who have no other purpose in life except for their job, so I guess it kind of fits in certain situations. Not for me though!

From zero to $15,000 in dividend income in 8 years, dividendgrowthinvestor.com. I’ve become a big fan of this blog because it gets into the specifics of (at least one way of) how to become financially independent. I’m in this guy’s shoes circa 2007, but dividend investing is looking more and more appealing to me as I research it.

BONUS! What I’m listening to this week.

Any guesses why? Hint: it’s in the first verse!

Photo: Another hint. 

So, A Lot Has Happened Recently

Yep. I know it’s cliché for a blogger to say “sorry for not posting so much!” but really… it’s been hectic lately. Let’s run down the list!

First, I got a new job. Same company but a different location, new boss, mo’ money, etc. It’s much more interesting than what I was previously doing, and it came with some other perks as well. I’ve been spending a lot of time transitioning to my new office and my new role. I also work longer hours but it’s offset with “flex time” so I’m pretty happy there too.

The only downside is that since the new job is in the city, I wasn’t too comfortable riding my motorcycle to work every day. When I commuted 50 miles a day into desolate, swampy south-central Florida it wasn’t a big deal because there wasn’t ever any traffic and about 95% of the drive was on divided highways. The new job is a much shorter commute but it’s stop-and-go traffic through some congested roads. That’s not good for motorcycle safety. So I bought a car.

And, since I’ve mentioned it before, I didn’t get a new car. Although I did think about it! I was in the Honda dealership about to buy a Fit when a particular manufacturing detail caught my eye and caused me to abandon my pursuits. Let’s just say that I’m worried that Honda is going to have the same problems that Volkswagen has in North America, but that’s a topic for another post. Hint: it has nothing to do with diesel.

So I bought a Mercedes. And not just any Mercedes: A 31-year-old turbo diesel. I picked it up for about what my down payment would have been on the Honda, but it did take me about three weeks’ worth of work to get it running again. It had been sitting unloved for about four years, so almost every day when I came home from work I’d open the hood and twist bolts until the sun set. I’ll be writing a little bit more about this soon, since I’m a big proponent of buying antique cars as a way to save money.

And yes, I do have my Volkswagen still, but it seems to have decided that now would be a really good time to blow out its rear main seal. I’ll have to drop the engine to fix that but sometimes old cars take some coaxing to get back on the road. I’m not particularly upset about it because I know it comes with the territory of owning an older car. Plus, I don’t consider the Beetle reliable transportation; it’s a fun project that keeps my engineering brain sharp that I could sell at any time for essentially the amount of money I have in it. It’s win-win for me!

Oh, and I did sell my Yamaha motorcycle, so that went to offset the cost of the Mercedes a little bit. I got it essentially for free when I bought my house, so I’m chalking that up as a win too.

Speaking of the house, though, I started doing some repairs to my detached garage… which quickly turned in to more work than I was expecting. So that’s been going on too.

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This was what was holding up my roof. Sort of. You come across things like this when your house was built in the 40s and you live in a really wet area with lots of termites.

Let’s sum up. New job, still writing for a few blogs on the side, mowing a few lawns in the neighborhood on the other side, new old car that needed fixing to I could get to work without fearing for my life, old old car needing major repairs, garage in shambles. Oh yeah: my first priority regardless of all of my projects is generally to get to the beach and surf if the waves are up. And the past three weeks we got epic surf from Hurricane Joaquin. And I do not use the word epic lightly.

It was like this for three weeks. That’s unheard of for South Florida, especially since we’re still in the rainy season. And my bike got stolen too. Aww! So there’s been a lot on my plate, but I’m back now!

Photo: Not your grandmother’s car, but close. 

Saturday Links! September 5, 2015

Welcome to the next great month! It might be fall for you, but it is still very hot here in South Florida. It’s great how technology can span the distances so well, and allow me to provide you with this great reading material.

Your job vs. your work: Retirement police, listen up! by Steve, thinksaveretire.com. A great piece about why people want to retire early, and it often involves much less golfing than you would imagine. If it were me, my hobby-turned-profession would be working on classic cars, or writing, or surfing, or any number of other cubicle-less activities.

5 Ways to Make Minimalism Work for Your Budget by Sam Lustgarten, nosidebar.com. A gentle reminder that minimalism and living inexpensively don’t necessarily go hand-in-hand. You can let anything get out of control. Be aware of everything you do, even if you’re doing less of it.

Shadow Work and the Rise of Middle-Class Serfdom by Brett and Kate McKay, artofmanliness.com. I’ve certainly noticed this in my daily life, I just never realized there was a name for it. One thing I have noticed, however, is that when conveniences are added to our lives, we rarely use them as opportunities to slow down. Rather, we use them as opportunities to cram more into our lives.

BONUS! What I’m listening to this week:

The latest from my favorite West Palm Beach band, Raggy Monster.

Photo: Spring 2010, surfing in the Outer Banks of North Carolina. I took a week long surf trip on the road with my truck and one of my friends from high school, covering every surf break from Virginia Beach to Jacksonville. 

My Other Minimal Vehicle

A while ago I extolled the virtues of driving a classic car instead of a newer one. Fewer features means fewer things to break, not to mention that classic car registration and insurance are often much cheaper than those of a more modern car. However, if tinkering in the garage every weekend maintaining your 25+ year old vehicle isn’t up your alley, there’s another option that I think is often overlooked: motorcycles.

Motorcycles cover all the bases that I look for in transportation. It just has to get me where I’m going at a minimum of cost. There are some tradeoffs that I’ll get to in a minute, but in general a motorcycle is a great way to do this. They’re orders of magnitude cheaper than a car. Additionally, and like a classic car, motorcycle registration and insurance is often much cheaper than a modern car. They’re also (generally) simpler vehicles to maintain, and are much more user-serviceable than a comparably aged car.

My daily driver is a small-ish but comfortable cruiser, and I’ve been driving it to work and back for about a year and a half now. You can pick one up for much cheaper than any comparable used car. My motorcycle is great on long trips, great at carrying a passenger, and has been extremely reliable for me. I’ve put quite a few miles on it and have only had to change the oil, air filter, and tires. And there’s two fewer of those than on any car, too.

Motorcycles also get amazing mileage. My first motorcycle, a Kawasaki Ninja 250R, got over 70 mpg. My first employer let me ride it for business and reimbursed at $0.59/mile, which works out to over $30/gallon that I was getting in mileage. It’s great! Even my current heavier cruiser-style motorcycle gets 50 mpg which is amazing because my commute is over 50 miles per day. When compared against my truck, this is a yearly savings of around $1,500 in fuel alone.

Let’s get to the elephant in the room, though. I know motorcycles are dangerous. I was in a pretty bad accident on my first motorcycle when an SUV pulled out in front of me and I collided with a 4000 pound hunk of metal at about 40 mph. I woke up in the hospital a few hours later with no memory of the entire day, and various slings and tubes attached to my body. However, I believe the risk can be mitigated in some circumstances. I can’t recommend riding a motorcycle as a daily driver in a climate where it rains a lot. I also wouldn’t recommend it if you’d be driving a lot at night, or if you live and commute in a crowded city. Or if you live in a college down that is dominated by drivers with little driving experience. My commute, though, is 25 miles into deserted university-free swampland in central Florida on a divided highway, so except for the occasional afternoon shower I believe my risk is pretty well mitigated. If I took another job that wasn’t in the middle of nowhere, I’d probably get a little car to commute for safety reasons.

Additionally, most motorcycle accidents happen because a rider has overestimated their abilities. Ever see a sport bike rocket in between traffic on the interstate, and the rider is only wearing a t-shirt and shorts? Statistically, those people skew the statistics. And a large percentage of motorcycle accidents happen to riders who have been riding less than six months. I always recommend new riders get a 250cc motorcycle as their first bike because they are much more forgiving, and we all make mistakes. But in general: stay within your limits, ride safely, always wear your helmet (and jacket, boots, gloves, and pants), and don’t go out unless it’s a beautiful day.

Safety, economics, and practicality aside, though, motorcycles are fun. Almost everyone asked me how I could get back on one after my wreck, and this simple answer is the best one I have. The first time I rode one over 10 mph I thought I was flying. It feels kind of like a bicycle, but there’s no way it should be going that fast! It’s crazy! And that feeling hasn’t gone away for me, either. I always get a thrill out of riding one, even if it’s just to the store for a loaf of bread. If I didn’t need my Shadow for my commute, I’d consider selling it but I’d keep my old Yamaha just so I can scratch that itch every now and then. If I sell them both, I know I’ll end up with another one in the future anyway because I’ll miss the excitement too much. Life is too short to sit around eating ramen and driving a 10-year-old beater car, and motorcycles are cheap enough that they’re a much more enjoyable alternative for some minimalist lifestyles.

But, since we recently had a bit of a storm scare in South Florida, I’m obligated to remind you that neither a motorcycle nor a classic Volkswagen is particularly suited to any hurricane weather or post-hurricane disaster relief. Or evacuation. So you should probably take my recommendation with a grain of salt!

Ride safe, my friends!

Photo: My daily driver, an ’06 Honda Shadow. A great bike for making it look like you ride a Harley, except this one is reliable. If you want to see my unreliable vintage bike head over here and scroll down. 

Hurricane Erika – Update

After maybe briefly making hurricane status (and causing a lot of panic in Florida) Hurricane Erika disappeared after tracking a little too far west and hitting mountains in Hispaniola and Cuba. We did get a bunch of rain and wind (and I got to surf on my new Meyerhoffer board!) but luckily I didn’t have to test out my new storm shutters on my old house.

I did get a chance to participate in the hurricane panic, though. I went to the grocery store to get 10 gallon jugs of water about six days before the projected landfall. (Recommendations say each person needs about 1-2 gallons of water a day. Don’t forget you have to flush the toilet too!) The grocery store was cleaned out, as everyone stocked up on bread and milk. It reminded me a little bit of growing up in the Carolinas when a snow storm was forecasted. We’d maybe get an inch of snow and everyone would panic and storm the grocery store (pun intended). The hurricane threat in Florida is a little more real than the snow threat in the Carolinas, though.

I also went to Home Depot to help a friend of mine buy plywood about four days before the projected landfall. He’s been renovating a house from scratch, and getting hurricane shutters (justifiably) wasn’t on the top of his to-do list until recently. I think we bought 22 sheets of plywood, but we had to wait in line to get them.

Probably the worst thing that happened to me this weekend was sitting on the side of the road for 45 minutes because my surfing friend locked his key in the car after we got out of the ocean. Oh well! At least we only live a mile or so from the beach. No harm done!

Hurricane season isn’t quite over yet, thought, so we’re not quite out of the woods for the year. Due to the El Nino we’re having, however, we’re not forecast to get very many storms this year. Good for my house, bad for my surfing! But each time we get a scare, it’s a good reminder that we could lose anything at any time. Even if we’re not in Florida during hurricane season.

Photo: Tropical Storm Erika’s actual track, showing a path over some substantial mountains, then turning into a tropical depression, then a tropical wave, then a brief rainstorm. Courtesy of Wikimedia Commons.

Saturday Links! August 29, 2015

As Tropical Storm Erika lazily approaches my house, I have cleverly used the “publish later” feature of WordPress to bring you these interesting tidbits on-schedule even if my power goes out this weekend. Isn’t technology great?!

What Kurt Cobain Teaches Us about Freethinking and Minimalism by Brian Gardner, nosidebar.com. Minimalism through the eyes of the legendary frontman of Nirvana. From his music to his lifestyle, the advantages of living a simple life made Cobain the force he was.

Where the US Gets its Oil From by Randy Olson, randalolson.com. A huge symbol of our overconsuming lifestyles (at least in the United States) is our dependence on fossil fuels. But really, this is just an interesting graph that shows the difference between what people think they know and what is actually true.

How Much Is Your Time Worth by Stefanie, thebrokeandbeautifullife.com. Your free time isn’t necessarily worth the same amount, all the time. (I might argue that it’s definitionally “free”.) But it depends on context, and your opportunity cost. A very interesting read and a unique take on what you could bill your “free” time out for.

BONUS: What I’m listening to this week:

Honest, chill music. I might categorize it as shoegaze, but I’m no expert. Just a fan.

Photo: I helped my friends work on this old buggy a while back. Hard to believe, but it’s based on an old Volkswagen Bus. Volkswagens are very versatile and very minimal vehicles!

Hurricane Erika

Earlier today, Hurricane Erika (now downgraded to a tropical storm) was forecast to make landfall within about 40 miles of where I live. Since my house is about a mile from the coastline, any hurricane approaching Florida’s Atlantic coast is generally a concern for me. (Although some that make landfall on the Gulf coast can impact the entire peninsula quite substantially.) My house was built in 1949 and doesn’t quite comply with the latest wind loading portions of the building codes, so things could get dicey.

Anyway, Erika is now supposed to head north of me (hopefully driving a little surf my way) but this could easily change. It also drives home a point-of-view I’ve had about living minimally, possibly a view I wouldn’t have without living in a place like South Florida: It’s a lot easier to pack up and get out-of-town if you don’t have much to take with you.

This particular storm is probably only going to make landfall as a category 1 storm, which means evacuation won’t be necessary. But we could easily have a more severe storm later in the season that would require evacuation. I can easily say I don’t have much I’d take with me. Probably this laptop, a few books to read, maybe I could take a surfboard with me. I’d also grab my safe which just has a copy of my mortgage and a hard drive with backups of all of my files. (It’s only safe from fire and water, and only for maybe an hour.) But that’s about it. Minimalism has allowed me to live a life without a huge amount of valuables, which is a very convenient way to live in a disaster-prone area like Florida. I won’t be worried about all of my “stuff” while I’m heading out of harm’s way, and I have insurance on the house so I don’t really need to worry about that either.

I haven’t been through a hurricane before, since I’ve only lived here on the coast for about four years. It’s been a pretty mild few years as far as hurricanes go, too. My first summer we had two misses that just dumped a ton of rain here: Hurricane Isaac and Hurricane Sandy. Despite doing considerable damage up north, Sandy didn’t do much here besides cause epic surf. I also lived through Tropical Storm Barry when I was living in Charleston, which as far as I know only overturned a john boat in the harbor. Hopefully Erika won’t do much more than give me a small taste of what a real hurricane is like, and a new appreciation of my lifestyle. And maybe toss up some waves, too!

I’ll keep everyone updated if I can; if there’s damage anywhere in Florida my day job requires me to go out and fix it. I could be gone for a while depending on the situation, but if the predictions come true the damage probably won’t be very severe.

Photo: Current track of Erika, forecast to make landfall pretty close to where I live. “05L 2015 5day” by National Hurricane Center – http://www.nhc.noaa.gov/refresh/graphics_at5+shtml/024057.shtml?5day#contents. Licensed under Public Domain via Commons – https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:05L_2015_5day.gif#/media/File:05L_2015_5day.gif

Also, for your viewing pleasure:

Saturday Links! August 22, 2015

The Routine is the Enemy Of Time, retire29.com. An interesting view on living life, and a way of life that asks us to pay attention to each moment before they all disappear.

Three Months of Early Retirement, livingafi.com. Early retirement has been a dream of mine for a long time, and it’s good to read about someone who’s just taken the leap. There’s hope out there!

What We Won’t Miss About Working, ournextlife.com. Speaking of which…

BONUS! What I’m listening to this week:

Just a good, honest jam.

Photo: Got a great deal on this surfboard, a Meyerhoffer XYZ, which arrived in the mail this week. Unfortunately there probably won’t be surf good enough to ride this board for another month or so. To maintain my minimalist cred, I’m selling a 7’2″ board that’s been sitting in my garage for a while. If you’re also interested in surfing, this is the deal about the funny shape:

Best of Craigslist

One of the best tools of most minimalists is craigslist, a free online classifieds page where you can sell anything. Quite literally, anything. I’ve used it to sell countless things in order to declutter my life, and it continues to be a powerful tool for me personally. I occasionally even buy things from it! But usually it’s just surfboards, and only when I find a really great deal.

But to some people, craigslist can be daunting. It’s all up to the two parties to agree on a price and a meeting location, and sometimes it can get… weird. But I’m here to alleviate some of that anxiety by sharing my best (and worst) craigslist stories! I firmly believe that most people are pretty normal, and the odds of you entering into a dangerous situation via craigslist are less likely than meeting some crazy on the street.

First, let me quantify “anything”. You can put anything up for sale on craigslist. Provided the price is right, it’s almost guaranteed to sell. For example, when I bought my first house there was some leftover junk that the previous owners left behind. Namely some cheap plastic planters on the front porch and a bunch of cheap wire shelving in the garage. But rather than cart it to the curb, I listed both things on craigslist. The shelving sold for $10 and the pots sold for another $10, and I didn’t even have to take the time and energy to carry this junk to the curb. I also sold a bird bath from the front yard, which I promised the previous owner that I’d keep. However, bird baths are little more than mosquito breeding grounds here in South Florida, so I sold it for $15 to some middle-aged folks who were looking for an Easter present for their grandparents, rather than keep it and shell out money for bug spray.

Not everything is as simple as selling junk from your house, though. When I started my senior year of college I didn’t have a bed (long story) but 6’3″ me decided on a whim to see if there was a such thing as an “extra long” mattress. Turns out, there is! I was in a little bit of a time crunch, but the seller of this “extra long” full-sized mattress agreed to meet me that night… at 10:30. In Easley, South Carolina. (If you’re not familiar with that area then I would describe it as a place where Southern stereotypes are born.) Anyway, a buddy of mine and I piled into his truck and headed out, only to pick up this mattress and box spring out of some farmer’s shed in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night. But it didn’t have bedbugs (luckily) or smell weird or have any weird stains, and I used it incident-free (sort of, but that’s not related to craigslist) until I sold it four years later for exactly the same price I bought it for. All made possible by craigslist!

I’ve bought two motorcycles, a truck, and my classic Volkswagen Beetle on craigslist too, so it’s not limited to used junk or low-priced items either. I’ve sold just as many vehicles on the site as well. But I recently had a small debacle over a very nice American Fender guitar, which was resolved once I realized the guy was just jerking me around. Just remember: the ball is in your court if you’re buying or selling. You are under no obligations, and you can back out anytime if you feel that something’s amiss.

And sadly, the one downside of craigslist is that most people tend to be flaky. I’m helping a buddy sell an old Kia right now, and maybe one out of ten people who ask about it actually show up.

I’ve had some weirdos buy things from me and then ask me for their money back, but never for a legitimate reason. I’m always very honest with the things I sell, so I’m extremely hesitant to meet anyone once I’ve made a sale. After all, I’m not running a business, I’m just clearing out clutter. Anyway, one guy bought a stereo amplifier from me, and even tested it in my house before buying it, only to text me about an hour later in a rage because it didn’t have a radio antenna. I told him he could buy one for $2 from RadioShack, but when he got more belligerent I just blocked his number.

Probably the worst craigslist interaction, however, had to do with a small motorized bicycle I built as a fun side project in my garage a few years ago. It was basically a beach cruiser with a weed wacker motor on it, and that’s also exactly what it sounded like when it drove past. Unfortunately in Florida these vehicles are not street legal without a moped tag, so I was restricted to off-highway use only. But I’m an engineer and I like to tinker. (That’s my excuse for a lot of things!) Anyway, I got tired of it and put it on craigslist just to see if there was any interest, and someone wanted to buy it within a week of me posting it. Unfortunately, despite asking me multiple times for a manual, they refused to read the manual, especially the part that detailed the oil to fuel ratio for the two-stroke engine. After one day, the engine seized on them and they demanded their money back. Since it was their fault they turned a great motorized bike into a piece of scrap metal, I did not oblige. I did make $40 though, after buying the bike, repainting it, and fitting the motor to it, so it wasn’t a total loss. At least, not for me! Read the manual, kids.

Oh, and I should mention that I use pseudonyms, a fake email address, and a Google Voice number on craigslist to protect myself, and I generally try to meet at a location that isn’t my place of residence unless it’s inconvenient (selling furniture, vehicles, or other large house-bound items). Just remember, ALWAYS meet in person, ALWAYS deal in cash only (no matter what), and TRY to take a friend with you, or at least tell someone where you’re going (but that rule is true of pretty much all parts of life). That last one I definitely made sure to follow when, a few weeks ago, I sold a motorcycle windshield to a bus driver… IN THE MIDDLE OF HIS ROUTE. But anyway, If you follow these rules, you’re pretty much guaranteed to have a pleasant, safe experience on craigslist, all while being well on your way to a more minimal lifestyle!

Photo: My motorized bike, on its first official test drive. By “official” I mean that it was the first test drive after I remembered to put the lock nuts on the engine mount (the first test drive the motor almost fell off) and also after the other test drive where the carburetor fell off while I was going down a hill. It takes a few tests to work out the kinks, but the rewards are worthwhile!