Big City, Little Homestead

Living rural in the city is great – you can do it, too.

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Ending my decade as an AirBnB host

In 2012 — around the same time as this blog got underway — I started being an AirBnB host.

Here I was at the time, a full-grown adult, having to have roommates to meet the housing expenses. And roommates in Montreal were seriously a crapshoot when the rents were still relatively cheap (it may be a little better, now that they’re not). The only adults who didn’t opt to live alone were those who couldn’t afford to live alone, or who wanted a ready-to-use place where responsibilities were assumed by the person living there. In both cases, you get either transient or difficult roommates. And as you’re not allowed to get first-and-last-month’s rent or a security deposit (I know, right? Seriously, a terrible law), you have no indemnification against the worst roommates. There’s your incentive to live alone.

Without a supporting culture that roommates are base-level responsible and considerate, over twenty years of cohabiting, I’ve had a lot of crappy roommates. I’m not talking of slightly different lifestyles and incompatible concepts of cleanliness. Those frustrations are fairly common. It’s more like, “Here’s are a situation in which you can maximize the chaos! you don’t owe anyone ANYthing!”

Roommates who did stuff like “borrow,” lose, and break things they didn’t replace or repair; who had friends mooching off the common space and supplies and utility bills; who ran up bills without paying them; who never did the housework; who left before their lease was up without sufficient notice or covering the rent; who left by installing a stranger [in my home!] who ended up skipping out anyway. And then there are some who made things impossible with their behaviour, so that they simply had to go. Holy mackerel, do I have stories! A bad rental/roommate culture will tend to proliferate those.

I really needed to stop having roommates without having to sell the house. I still had a significant mortgage, as well as all the other “rent is due” expenses (insurance, property taxes, utilities, etc.). The first mortgage I’d had was at 4.75%. The bank officer who set it up screwed me over by not setting up the line of credit as home-equity, so it was a consumer line of credit at 7%! (When you first get a mortgage, insist that you get a HELOC. If you leave it to later to convert it to a HELOC, the bank penalizes you by making you qualify all over again—and conditions may not be so favourable as when you first qualify.) So off to work I went, but also…

AirBnB to the rescue

After hearing about that last terrible roommate, a friend told me about AirBnB. I’d already been doing CouchSurfing, letting travellers stay here for a day or two as a pay-it-back for having done so myself. It was a lot of fun. Not perfect, because people are weird, but people are mostly good, especially short-term while travelling.

So AirBnB made perfect sense to me, to be able to have temporary guests over the portion of the year when people visit Montreal. This would offset the living expenses, and share the resources I was already using, and be a bit of a social boost. I had an extra room, even two extra rooms for whenever a family or trio of friends wanted to stay. And so that’s how I started.

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My friend Gladys, the black mama squirrel

Black squirrels are always noticeable, and one had been living with the other grey squirrels in either one (or both) of my squirrel cabins since last autumn.

Yes, I provide cabins for my squirrels. I put this one here because there used to be a through-the-wall air conditioner, and when I removed it, it still had the rack. So as an earlier squirrel had indicated it was a cozy spot to put a cottage, I made them one. It was a hit, providing years of shelter for them, and entertainment for me.

The squirrels spend a lot of time running along the fence and climbing the house. If I stopped to talk to them, they’ll stop to listen to me. That’s how I noticed one day that she was nursing. And soon enough, I saw she spent a lot of time lounging on top of the squirrel cabin next to my bedroom window.

Of course I had to name her. And though it took a while, I finally saw the babies peeking out of the cabin.

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Montréal’s annual garden giveaways and resources

The spring gardening season is upon us with even more speed than it usually arrives, because regardless of what winter does, that’s the way time works: every year accelerates. Thus the Ville’s annual “embellissement” campaign (“embellishment,” or rather “beautification”) is coming again to many boroughs in just a few weekends.

Pepper plant from the garden giveaway
A pepper plant I received from the garden giveaway as a seedling, once it matured and produced two peppers!

This annual event gives residents of Montreal a number of floral, vegetable, and herb seedlings for their gardens and balconies. Past entrants have been impatiens and begonias, echinacea (cone flowers), sage, rosemary, basil, and mint, and peppers, tomatoes, and cucumbers. Always included: as much compost and wood chips as you want to take. Bring your own bags, baskets, buckets, and a wagon to cart it all away! Oh, and don’t forget your ID. You have to prove residency in the borough in which the plants are being given.

When? Well, you’ll have to check the Montreal.ca website and consult the calendar or the page for your borough, or other community listings, to find out when the “distribution” of plants is. Typically, it happens on the long weekend in May, and for some, the weekend after that, and lastly, the first weekend in June.

It seems late for getting them in the ground (our last-frost date in the city seems to be happening in April), but frankly, it takes time for the seedlings to grow up and “harden off” (acclimate to the outdoors) before they can be distributed for public planting. Though well-established plants are now as lush as can be, the seedlings I’ve planted are barely even ready for planting; the ones the Ville distributes have been started in greenhouses.

More resources are available:

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Painting the front door

Everyone loves a red door, so the first year I owned my house, I painted the front door red. (It was a beige matching the trim, very boring when you could do otherwise.) You can even see the red front door in my Squirrel Buster blog post here!

But after a good oh FIFTEEN YEARS, even a fire-engine red door can look a little tired. It was time for a change! All I knew was that I wanted a velvety, flat finish, so I got some advice and picked up my paint chips to test and get approved by the most important constituents: house guests.1 (These house guests were also good friends-from-out-of-town.)

After choosing the colour, it was simply a matter of applying a primer to go on top of the old Tremclad oil-based paint. Primers can be in latex or in oil, and either one can be used for a latex paint finish — but it’s usually best to use oil-based primer to prep a former-oil-paint surface. (You cannot paint latex on top of oil paint and expect a good result.)

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