real life and shit happens.

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Yeah it has been a while. More then a year since my trip to New Zealand. I wish I could say that after that my life has been great and everything I wanted has happened. But nope, that isn’t the case.

Real life and shit happened.

I was planning to start an animal hotel, a place you can bring your animal when you go on vacation or during the day so you can work and your dog can be taken care off, not spend the day alone, wrecking your house.

Spend  6 months house hunting. Saw some nice houses but most of the time a call to the local city council was enough to not go for it. Because it seems an animal hotel is a typical “not in my backyard” business. Everybody wants one nearby, but nobody wants it in their turf. Why?? Well dogs bark, and clearly having barking dogs is a bigger problem then a car shop, or a cow breeding farm. If I wanted to grow something that needed lots of insecticide to grow, no problem. I want to fix cars and have the oil and stuff permeate the ground, go for it. But a barking dog is a really big NoNo.

In I thing June last year I found the perfect place. nothing around. Yeah a car junk yard. But that was it. No houses anywhere near. And the car junk yard had two big barking guard dogs themselves.

So ideal, called city council and not a straight away no. I was invited to come talk and show them my plans. So I make some nice drawings. Do some calculations and write a nice plan.

Go talk to the planners and still no hard no. but a maybe, interesting plans.

So I sign the contract to buy the place but under the condition that I will get permission to start and animal hotel. And I sell my own apartment. Have to be out by January 15. And I should get the other house November 1st. so plenty of time to do some fixing up and move. Right? Yeah right, remember the title? Shit happens.

In august the city council comes with a big hard NoNo. I am not even allowed to just live there. The property has a greenhouse plan. So only way I can live there is if I start growing plants. Only the place is big in city eyes, for a greenhouse is it tiny. Only thing that I could grow there and make any kind of profit is marijuana. Only that is illegal in the Netherlands.

We used to have the most relaxed laws on marijuana use. But after a lot of pressure by the USA we adopted their stupid laws, now in some states ( or all? I don’t know) of the USA marijuana use and growing is legal and we are still stuck with the outdated and totally not helping laws.

But back to the story, grow stuff in the greenhouse. Or breed cows or horses for milk and meat.

Don’t know about you but I want my baby horse running around not on my plate.

So in august the buy fell thru. Only I already sold my place. remember? Have to out by January 15.

So now I need to find  a different house in two months or so.

My dream of starting an animal hotel is out the window. I lost over 5000 euro on test and realtor fees on the house I am not buying. And life is shit.

But I don’t have time to become depressed, I have to find a new house.

And I did.

Now whoever guessed that the new house wasn’t the dream it seemed you win. Your price, the next installment hopefully within 6 months on this blog.