>>2271677>How much is rent?$180 a week for a tiny 1890's cottage that was snatched up by the local land baron for $160k before I had a chance to buy it myself, but I have free reign of the acre backyard. I'm the regular Archery General Faggot OP that cleared a long corridor to build a 60 yard shooting range if you ever go there
>Cost of a dozen eggs?$6 from the grocer, or free from the girl that works in the dairy who raises her own chickens and bees and grows eggplants the size of basketballs
30pk beer?
$60 for a 24 pack of beer that isn't shit. Weed is free from an old wizard I cut fire wood for
Loaf bread?
$3.50 but I've gotten into baking my own
Electricity?
~$140 a month because I grow tropical plants indoors under grow lights
>That’s crazy money!It's the same financial planner suit-and-tie money I used to make living in the Melbourne CBD, but without having to share the crippling rent with housemates and fighting off the roving packs of meth addicts. Also without all the fucking stress, like my uniform has been old jeans and t-shirts for years and I couldn't even fit into my old work suit for a funeral recently because I put on 20kg of muscle without even knowing it.
It sounds like a dream to people on the internet and my friends who live in Melbourne and Sydney, but man there are catches to it. I live in a "town" of 40 people where most are over the age of 60. There's no take away food options, the local grocery store only opens a few days a week and has a sparse selection, and I haven't been laid in over two years because it's really rare to meet people in my 30's age group. After doing it for 5 years I'm starting to go a bit batty, like talking to myself a lot and slowly turning into a nudist
