Runaways
Our homesteading journey begins today. Not by moving onto a farm, or with a handful of backyard chickens, but by moving into a small, 3-bedroom townhome in the Denver suburbs. We have a tiny, fenced-in back yard, no front yard to speak of, and we share a wall with our next-door neighbors. In fact, this particular suburb expressly forbids backyard chickens or livestock of any kind.
Home, sweet home until we’re debt-free.Yet here we are, excited to begin this next leg of our journey. Instead of beginning to build our dream cottage or nervously caring for our first baby animals, we have a different initial goal:
Pay off debt.
To be honest, I’m thoroughly annoyed that this is where we have to start. I wish someone had told me to avoid the mark of the beast… er, credit cards… 10 years ago before I got my family into this mess. Oh wait…
“… and the borrower is slave to the lender.”
NOW I get it. And so here we are, peering out of this hole that we dug ourselves into, preparing to climb our way out of it. Our townhome is nice, and it’s in a good neighborhood, so we’ll have plenty of great times along the way. With God’s help, we think we can pay off most of our debts in 1.5 years or less. Then the plan is to start saving so we can build the dream in cash, one phase at a time. It might take us 15 years, but when we finally pull into that long, dirt driveway, we’ll have a place that we own, free and clear, where our kids and grandkids can build memories forever.
Nathaniel pondering life and debt and farming.Here goes Day One…
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