A bit unexpected perhaps, but then again, maybe not. Seeing that I’m going to have to move anyway, and I’ve been wanting to live in a Tiny House even before I ever heard of them, it shouldn’t come as such a surprise that I’ve decided to go Tiny.
Yes. I decided that I can live in a dream after all. I just have to let go of the irrational idea that this would be impossible because I happen to be in a wheelchair. It’s not impossible. Just more of a challenge. The challenge being to build a wheelchair accessible Tiny Home. I should be able to do that. It’s only a matter of thinking outside the box.
Isn’t it funny how my apartment, which felt really small when I moved in not even six months ago, now feels like it’s too large? Of course, considering that I came from a house that was three times as large as my apartment, it’s not so strange that the apartment felt small at the time, but honestly, I have a guest room that gets only occasional use. My Junior Warrior spends more time at my ex’s place than at mine, so that room doesn’t get all that much use either. That’s already two rooms too many.
There really is no reason why I could not go and live tiny. I just need to build me that Tiny Home and plonk it someplace nice. I’ve got some ideas that might work quite well.
For starters, there’s my little sister’s caravan, which she doesn’t mind sharing with me. It’s not my ultimate dream, but I might be able to plonk my Tiny-House-to-be on her plot and work on it whilst staying in her caravan.
Or, since she gave me permission to improve her caravan, I might turn her caravan into my dream home. But then I’d have to make really sure to not do anything she wouldn’t like – unless I could buy her caravan from her, which is not my first choice. And I’m also not sure that she’d want to sell.
What I’d really like to have, is a shepherd’s hut. And yes, I know these are really tiny, but I think I could make it work for me. I’d just have to make sure I don’t cram it full with things I don’t really need. A bed, a kitchen cupboard, a wood stove, a folding table and maybe even a small recliner. A bathroom with composting toilet and mini bath. That would be about it.
And honestly, a person doesn’t really need much more than that. It would be a simple life. A very simple life, but much richer in terms of happiness and fulfillment, and that’s exactly what I want.
So off I go. There’s work to be done.