Purchasing a trailer has been one of the steps I have fretted about the least and the most at the same time.
That’s mostly because, let’s get real, trailers are freaking EXPENSIVE. Call me your average girl with very little prior knowledge about trailers, but hey! I had no idea that a hunk of metal and rubber could ever be so spendy. So, when it came to pulling the trigger on a trailer, it felt like a necessary step. Albeit, not the most exciting item I’ve ever spent my hard-earned dollars on, it was extremely meaningful one. You don’t spend literally THOUSANDS of dollars on a hunk of metal that is 24 feet long and then not use it. Purchasing my trailer was most certainly my moment of commitment, and meant I was going to build myself a house!
Hello everyone! It has been tooooo long. I have not posted mostly because, to be entirely honest, things have simply not gone to plan.
This post is about that.
This blog's subtitle, "Girl + Trailer + Ridiculous Optimism," sounded great at the beginning of the project. I still like the phrase, but it has certainly caused me to realize some nitty-gritty kinds of things about this tiny house project, and (surprise, surprise!) about life in general.
Particularly pertaining to the way with which we use the word "optimism."
For some, planning is an enjoyable process, for others, it is pretty much just drudgery. Either way, I'm going to take a guess, that at some point in the planning process everyone feels like it may never end.
If you are starting from scratch and creating your own plans, there are so many decisions to be made. So much research, conceptualizing, and contemplation are required to create a space that is both functional and inspiring. What makes planning a functional and inspiring space especially tricky is that it is different for everybody. Some people are foodies and need a full kitchen, others eat out. Some like an more open, peaceful feel, others like a more tight, cozy one.
For anyone who is neck-deep in the planning process, or for those who are JUST beginning, here is where my planning journey has taken me and some advice to go along with it.
My planning process has gone like this:
Oh my gosh, home buying is SUCH a big decision. It requires so much time and money, not to mention the emotional aspect of finding the right home. It is crazy.
This stress may in some ways be minimized and in some ways exacerbated by choosing to go tiny. I've read countless articles on the subject, some of which are written by people who say that going tiny was a breeze, others that say it was full of sacrifice, and everything in between.
Yep, a window.
Every project, or dream has to start somewhere. While my tiny house project started much before this purchase of this window, likely when I first began forming ideas and plans in ma' brain, this window was the first piece of my soon to be tiny-house-puzzle.
When I was standing in line to purchase it in my local Habitat for Humanity Restore, so many thoughts and emotions flooded my mind, some of excitement, but also some of accusation... who do you think you are? you actually think you could build a house? this is a total waste...
There are many reasons to go tiny, and likewise many reasons to not. Going tiny is not for everyone in every stage of life. It comes with its own set of challenges, as does any form of home ownership.