The 5 Side Hustles That Paid My Rent in 2024”
Real stories, real income: How I turned everyday skills into monthly cash flow and stayed ahead of rising living costs
stles That Pa at the numbers each month, wondering how to make ends meet without burning out. I knew I needed extra income—but not at the cost of my full-time job or sanity.
Instead of chasing overnight success, I explored practical, realistic side hustles. These weren’t flashy. They weren’t always easy. But they were real. And they worked. By the end of the year, I had not only paid my rent but also created reliable streams of income that brought me peace of mind.
Here are the 5 side hustles that helped me stay financially afloat in 2024.
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1. Freelance Writing – $400/month
I always enjoyed writing, but never imagined I could earn from it. That changed when I joined platforms like Vocal Media, Medium, and Upwork. I started with small gigs: writing blog posts, product descriptions, and even ghostwriting personal stories.
What worked: Niching down to personal development and finance topics helped me stand out.
Tools I used: Grammarly, Hemingway Editor, and ChatGPT to outline ideas.
Time commitment: 6–8 hours/week.
By consistently writing 3–4 articles a week and pitching small jobs, I pulled in $400/month by March. It didn’t happen overnight—but it happened.
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2. Selling Digital Products – $300/month
In April, I created two simple digital downloads: a weekly planner and a budget tracker. I listed them on Etsy and Gumroad. To my surprise, the budget tracker caught on. People loved it because it was simple, clean, and printable.
What worked: Posting preview videos on TikTok and Pinterest drove traffic.
Tools I used: Canva (to design), Etsy, Gumroad, and CapCut (for TikTok).
Time commitment: 2–4 hours/week (mainly marketing).
By June, this side hustle was earning about $300/month, and the best part? Passive income. I didn’t need to be there to make the sale.
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3. User Testing – $200/month
User testing became one of my favorite side hustles. Sites like UserTesting.com and TryMyUI pay you to test apps and websites and give honest feedback. Each test lasted about 10–20 minutes and paid between $5–$15.
What worked: Being available during weekdays helped me get more test invites.
Tools I used: A laptop, webcam, and clear microphone.
Time commitment: 3–5 hours/week.
It wasn’t consistent every day, but it added up to $200/month on average.
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4. Renting Out My Parking Spot – $250/month
Living in a city has its downsides—but one hidden asset I didn’t realize I had was my parking space. I don’t own a car, and my apartment includes one reserved spot. A coworker mentioned I could rent it out. I listed it on a local site and within days, someone rented it for $250/month.
What worked: Being in a high-demand area for downtown parking.
Tools I used: Kijiji (Canada), Facebook Marketplace, and Spacer.
Time commitment: Zero after initial setup.
This hustle was pure gold: zero effort, full payout. It literally paid one-third of my rent.
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5. Virtual Tutoring – $350/month
I have a background in English, so I offered online tutoring for high school students and ESL learners. I used platforms like Preply and Wyzant. Even with just 3–4 students per week, I was earning solid income.
What worked: Offering “exam prep” sessions during midterms and finals.
Tools I used: Zoom, Google Docs, and Canva for making study guides.
Time commitment: 4–6 hours/week.
Some months I earned more than $500, especially during exam season. But on average, I brought in $350/month.
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💡 Bonus: How I Managed It All
Balancing five side hustles may sound overwhelming, but here’s how I kept it together:
Time blocking: I treated side hustles like scheduled meetings.
Batching tasks: Sundays were for content creation; weekdays were for tutoring/testing.
Automation: I used templates, auto-responders, and pre-written emails to save time.
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🏆 Final Thoughts: Small Steps, Big Wins
I didn’t become rich. I didn’t go viral. But I paid my rent every single month without going into debt or losing sleep. And the sense of control that came with that? Priceless.
If you’re thinking about starting a side hustle, don’t overthink it. Start with one. Test. Learn. Then scale. You might be sitting on an untapped skill or asset—just like my parking space.
The key is to stay consistent, be honest about your time, and build smart—not fast.
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🔁 What’s Next?
In 2025, I’m focusing on turning my best two side hustles (writing and digital products) into full-time passive income. The journey continues—and yours can start
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