Dri-Z-Air

When I saw the Dri-Z-Air dehumidifier on the Canadian Tire website, I decided to buy one. It was inexpensive (16CAD), had rave reviews, was small, was quiet, and required no electricity:

Dri-Z-Air Dehumidifer

Dri-Z-Air Dehumidifer

It has turned out to be one of the best purchases I have made for Miranda!

I bought two and placed one at opposite ends of the rig; one in the upstairs bedroom and one in the study. Within an hour, the one in the upstairs bedroom had a quarter inch of water in it! I only just put out the one in the study, but I’m already seeing droplets in it.

Of course, a traditional, plugged in dehumidifier would be more efficient in drawing moisture out of the air, but the Dri-Z-Air is a fantastic solution for boondockers and those with insufficient amperage issues.

Canadian prices for this device are exorbitant seeing as Americans can get it for 5USD on amazon.com.

How this dehumidifer works is that you insert pellets of calcium chloride (one sachet is included with the unit) into the upper chamber of the Dri-Z-Air. This pellets collect the water and dissolve, dripping into the container below, which you need to empty periodically.

The Dri-Z-Air is useful for any damp area of a house, RV, boat, etc. For more details, you can check out the Dri-Z-Air website. I just did and see that they recommend three units for a 25′ motorhome, so I’ll be getting two more. šŸ™‚

Wow That Water’s Bad!

I wound up buying a huge 10L jug of water today since I’m still not at the point of believing that spending hundreds of dollars in a water filter can be justified. It’s just that the water here is really, really, really, bad. I’ve never encountered tap water this chlorinated before. All I can figure is that the current floods have something to do with it; that perhaps they’re overtreating the water to ensure potability. The result is incredibly caustic. I made a pan of pasta two days ago, cooking the pasta with water from the tap. I didn’t taste the pasta before adding sauce and cheese, which is a shame because I had to throw the whole thing out! Despite the strong tomato sauce and stinky cheese, all you could taste was chlorine! After washing my hands, all I can smell is chlorine. After dinner tonight, I could still smell chlorine on the dishes after washing and drying them. Dinner was lemon-garlic prawns and lemongrass halibut, which should have stunk up the RV, but could I smell fish in here after? Nope, all I could smell was, yup, chlorine!

I’ll use the water from the jug for cooking, teeth brushing, and drinking (kitties drink what mom drinks) this week and see how quickly I go through it, and also keep tabs on the smell of the water. It hasn’t always been this bad; I used to be able to brush my teeth with it at least!

I’ve been showering at the pool complex and haven’t noticed if the water smells bad there. It’s a pool complex. It’s supposed to smell like chlorine! So, it’s kind of hard to judge. šŸ˜€

The Cost of Living in an RV

1001 Petals asked this question:

I’m curious how the cost of living in an RV, with all the changes you have to keep making, compare to living in an average apartment. I imagine it’s not much different, but you do have the freedom of movement at the cost of space(?)

First of all, it has to be made clear that I don’t have to keep making changes. I know people who would have moved into Miranda as-is and be done with it. I’ve been on a bit of an organizing andĀ minimizingĀ tear for a few years now and I like to nest.

That said, the only major changes I’ve made to Miranda to make her moreĀ livableĀ are the study and the wardrobe. Cost for all that? 250$ for the study, 35$ for the wardrobe. Add to that the blinds I’m looking to put in and I’ll have a comfortable, cozy home for less than 500$ in cosmetic changes. You try to set up a house for that cost!

In my case, daily life in an RV isn’t any cheaper than living in a house or apartment. I think I would see a big difference if I didn’t have an RV payment to make, but financing made sense for my situation. I think that the only way it would be cheaper for me to live in Miranda would be to be in a warm climate where I wouldn’t have to heat in the winter.

Because I didn’t have to pay for electricity at the last place I stayed and because I was on the road for a quarter of the time I’ve been living in Miranda, I still don’t know exactly what it costs, on average, for a month of living in her, but I’ve been getting by on about 1,500$ per month, which is less than I was living on back in my stable existence. That said, this amount doesn’t cover RRSP contributions and I presently don’t have health coverage, so 3,000$ per month would definitely be the minimum I’d need to do this on a long term basis.

There are ways in which this life is much cheaper than was my old one: no manicures, no daily coffee with the gals (miss ya!), no recreational shopping at lunch with the gals (miss ya so much!), no changing out the furniture every few months, etc. But there are ways in which this life, which is real life, never forget that, still has the same expenses. I still have a house payment and house maintenance to do. It’s just that my house is now portable.

It’s this portability which will make Miranda cheaper for me to live in over time. My dad used to say that I have ‘itchy feet.’ I do. I get somewhere, fall in love with it, then get bored and move on. I have moved seven times in ten years. Moving and setting up a new house is extraordinarily expensive and there is a hidden cost. I’m proof that the theory that seven moves equals going through a fire is true. When I think of all the money I’ve spent on stuff that I wound up not bringing with me, or the stuff I’ve had to replace because I got rid of it during a move, I get quite depressed!

Before committing to this crazy plan of mine for a year, I sat down with my financial planner. He’s the one who gave me the final green light for the project by asking me to guesstimate just how many more times I’m planning to move in the next few years. At the time I was still thinking of relocating to Winnipeg for a few years, so I was looking at a cross country move, then several apartment hops until I knew if I wanted to buy a house there. Living in an RV meant that my moves would only cost me fuel, and I’d also be saved all the time and energy spent in moving house.

Also, I love to travel (no, really? šŸ™‚ ) and had begun taking off for two or three week-long stretches. While I was paying forĀ accommodationĀ and food on the road, I was still maintaining a home back in Gatineau. RVing cuts down this dual expense.

I’ve spoken to RVers who live on less than 1,000$ a month and some for whom 5,000$ wouldn’t be enough. Full-time RVing is real life, with all the expenses, priorities, and dreams that real life throws at you. On a day to day basis, I don’t find it a particularly economical way of living, but I know that over time it’s going to save me a bundle.

As for the cost of space, I’ve known for years that a smaller houseprint is better suited to my personality than a big one. The last place I was in had about 1,000 square feet, not counting the unfinished basement, and it was way too big. The house before that, which I owned, had 750 square feet, which would be the maximum I’d ever want to live in again. I very much believe in the Not So Big House philosophy, preferring quality of space over quantity. I also find that there is a threshold that can be reached in houseprint where maintenance and upkeep becomes an all-consuming and never ending endeavour. I like having a house that I can completely spruce up in an hour! I do dream of having a bus conversion one day, but that dream is of a 35′ model, not a 40′ one, and the dream is about sturdiness and long-term durability more than having extra cupboard space.

When I emailed my mother yesterday about the wardrobe, she assumed that my issue was space, not the type of space, because she’s only known me as a packrat. She joked that I was going to need a shed on wheels! Not at all, I replied. I have plenty of free space in Miranda, it’s just not always the right kind of space, which is why I spend so much time rearranging things.

In conclusion, life in an RV might not be right for everyone, but for me, it’s the best thing I’ve ever done.

I Still Hate That Wardrobe, But…

I finally decided to go to my mother with my wardrobe woes. She designed my wonderful study and thinks nothing like me, so I figured that she was sure to come up with a solution for me. I was right. She said: “Can’t you raise the rod?”

There was no rod to speak of, just an annoying wire shelf with space underneath to hang clothes:

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As you can see, the hangers had only narrow spaces to hang out and I couldn’t freely move the clothes. My picture of the other side didn’t turn out, but take my word for it when I say that the bottom of all my long skirts and coat were scrunched up.

Twenty minutes after replying that she was a genius, I was at the nearest Home Depot. In fact, I was at Home Depot before I even realised that I actually knew where the nearest Home Depot is as well as the shortest route to it, even though I haven’t been there yet. I must have subconsciously filed away this information!

Much cursing later (have you ever tried to install something while screwing with one hand and holding said something up with the other?):

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Filling all those lovely plastic containers is going to be my next step. I’m going to pretty much transfer the contents of the Ikea boxes I had on the shelf into these stackable and easy to manipulate containers. I got a big box of 12 containers and I can fit in 10 on one side and 2 on the other, perfectly filling up all the space and freeing up the drawer underneath the wardrobe for jeans and sweaters.

It’s still not perfect and I still hate those sliding doors and I can’t wait for winter to be over so I can pull half the stuff out of the closet and put it back in storage, but it’s better!

Why have I been obsessing over the wardrobe? First of all, I’m about to start work again and I hate ironing, so I need to make my wardrobe as wrinkleproof as possible. Second, getting dressed is starting to be a repeat of the evening of September 2nd.

Propane Reprieve!

This afternoon, I could tell I was really down to the last dregs of the propane tank, so I had it filled. It wasn’t quite empty, but I would have run out in the middle of dinner knowing my luck. šŸ™‚ What makes this event worth blogging about is that the last time I filled up was last Tuesday afternoon! This means I went six days between fills which means that my propane consumption has been cut fully in half from 10lbs per day to 5lbs since I got here!!!

I’m hardly heating at all now. I keep the thermostat at about 20 during the day and 18 at night. During the day, I occasionally increase the thermostat to 25 to force the furnace to kick on to give me a burst of hot air, but otherwise the only time I hear the furnace start on its own is in the wee hours of the morning.

This is great sleeping weather! The upstairs bedroom is cool, so I cozy down under a ton of blankets, but the main part of the rig is warm enough that getting out of bed isn’t brutal.

The only thing worth complaining about is that I still have to leave the toilet room door open since the room remains extremely cold thanks to itsĀ furnaceventlessness. šŸ™

Forecasts make me laugh now, but we’re apparently going to hit a stretch of sunny weather starting Wednesday. I sure hope so. I feel that I’ve lived an endless night for all but an afternoon since January 3rd!