Kitty Wants a Tiny Home

This is not quite what she had in mind, but this is turning into a beautiful tiny home. I started this project a couple of days ago during the height of our little Alaska snow shower. We ended up with somewhere between 12-15 inches and only lost one tree.

We never lost electricity and I needed to start another big project. This is what we ended up with. A year or so ago, we saw this kit on one of our local buy, sell, and trade sites. It was only 20 bucks and Kitty really liked it so phone calls were made and off I went. I came home with this rather heavy box full of balsa wood sheets that had parts and pieces stamped everywhere in them. The kit was made in 1983 and had been passed around and around over the years. It looked like lots of people had opened the box up over the years, but nobody had the time, interest, or desire to try and put it together. I understand why...I was very intimidated with it for a long time also.

After a slow start just trying to figure out a method to assembling this kit, I found my groove. Kitty had wanted us to put about an hour per day into building it, but I soon found that I couldn't stop. This is fun. It's not nearly as hard as I thought it would be and we can see progress every time I go near it now.

It is labor and thought intensive and requires full concentration to keep the construction on course. With all of the stresses of life that we have now with Kitty still sick and myself still out of work, this project has been a Godsend. I don't notice it but was just told by her that when she watches me putting this together all signs of my autism and tourette's disappear. I'm smiling. I'm focused. I'm not twitching. This project is turning out to be very good for me!

This is going to be a very nice hand assembled doll house and it is tiny...a much smaller scale than the large mansion it replicates. A real tiny house is her true desire. Kitty started showing me tiny house links several years ago but as always, I just didn't understand why she would want something like that. A small house on a trailer that you barely have room to live, much less store all of your stuff.

As time goes on since our lives together changed so drastically almost three years ago, I have started to understand more and more why she wants a small portable tiny house, and it all has to do with the old saying 'Waste Not Want Not.' We as a society and as a species, don't need all of the stuff we have been programmed and conditioned to believe we need. We, as a species have been bombarded for generations now with advertisement after advertisement telling us how this will make our life better and we need that because the family down the street has it. Advertising and marketing equals the most personal debt our country has ever seen, and it gets worse every day. With a tiny house you are less apt to buy stuff made overseas by American multi-national corporations and shipped back to the US to be sold to us at inflated prices for things that are more or less junk. A small space is less apt to collect all of the gadgets and trinkets we bombarded with every day now. 

 

You save money with a tiny house as you don't have that $200,000 mortgage that your McMansion requires. No flood insurance. No homeowners insurance (there are much more reasonable policies for homes such as these). Utility expenses are much less as is home upkeep, grounds maintenance and on and on.

You have more time for rest and relaxation and doing things that you really like as you don't have to work ninety hours a week just to make the bills. Best of all, a tiny home is portable. If you get tired of where you are at and want to move to a new and exciting location, just back up, hook up the hitch, get out the map (throw away your GPS) and start driving. The world is your limit.

As I said before, I didn't understand (or want to understand) the concept of a tiny home when Kitty first started showing them to me. Now, as time goes on, it looks like one of the better ways to live life in an age and time when there are no financial certainties anymore.

Before I close, I have a question for you that Kitty has posed to me many, many times over the years that I am only now beginning to fully grasp the answer to.

What do you really need to live?

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