As a child I grew up in many houses. My parents are builders and we moved once or twice a year for my entire childhood. They would buy a house, tear it down, and then we'd live in it until it sold. And then we'd move on. From big house to small house, one side of town to the other. When my parents divorced they began to repeat the movement pattern on their own, and as such, my own movement doubled. I developed a strong skill of setting up home very quickly. I can feel at home nearly anywhere and have never really felt the need to set down deep roots or nest. But as I've grown into my mid-twenties, and subsequently taken a job that has me traveling all over the world my need to find a stable place to call home has become increasingly intense. In April I came across my answer- The Tiny House.
A growing movement, buyers and builders of Tiny Homes have been springing up all over the States. I have a mind to build one.
There are a ton of models on the web. The one in the pic is done by the Tumbleweed Tiny House Company out of Sebastapol California.
The reasons that I believe that this tiny house is my perfect home are several fold. First, the tiny house is in line with my ecological beliefs, it is an all around perfect low impact example (aka it can be fitted with solar and composting toilet). Secondly, it's low-commitment. I am still at a place in my life were I feel unable to commit to owning something larger than a studio. Lastly, this little house is built on the back of a horse trailer- that's right: it's mobile! I can't think of something more perfect for a wandering twenty five year old than an enchantingly small mobile-house. Now... if only I can figure out how one of these beauties fits into my life plan...
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