Remember when Kip first brought up the idea of a tiny home? I almost cried at the thought of moving again. I love our location and I love our small house…except the floor. I have always hated the floor. Now I have a new floor. I didn’t know if I liked it at first, but it’s growing on me. Unlike the other flooring, this floor will be virtually maintenance free, and with three dogs and a cat, that is a huge plus in my book.
We almost have the house cleaned from top to bottom. Kip has a couple more touch ups to finish on the trim before we can completely put everything in order. We have the sun room to clean too. It’s great extra space, but we hardly ever use it.
The beauty of this whole deal is, everything that doesn’t fit our new minimalist lifestyle is packed away in storage. I know…I know, we will have to deal with it again one of these days, but as far as I’m concerned, the kids can take what they want and we’ll donate the rest to the church garage sale. Half of the boxes already have “church garage sale” marked on them, anyway. Except for my Beasterhops. I have to have my Beasterhops. They’re packed away with my dolls and stuffed animals. I wrote poems and stories about all of that stuff. I have to keep them and write more poems and stories.
When we sell the house, It will be a snap to move out. Our last move from a big two-story house was a nightmare. Even so, in the three years we have been in this house, we accumulated more than we should have. We will keep most of the living room furniture, but there are three pieces I am going to have a difficult time giving up. Unfortunately, they won’t fit in a tiny home. I’m anxious to hide and watch while Kip pares down his well equipped garage and the storage unit behind it. That’s probably when the real tears will flow.
It will probably be a good thing for me not to be three blocks from the Goodwill Store. That has proven to be a little too convenient.
I’m happy we will still be spending most of our time in this area. We really enjoy being with our friends and we love our Church. We are looking forward to spending the hot summer months somewhere cooler. It will be great if this all works out. It’s the unknowns of the future that can sometimes be the wild card.
I’m keeping my crowns too. I love these three great friends..Pat, LJ, and Jean
As soon as the impending bad weather passes, we will be out hunting for lots again. We will go ahead and put our house on the market. If we sell it before we’re ready, we’ll just have to live in the RV a while longer. I keep thinking of Jim and Mary Ann living in the tiny home in the RV park. They’ve been there two and a half years and seem to really love the lifestyle.
Here is another model we like…The Trinica. We would change a few things…like the backsplash, and there wouldn’t be a loft which will add to the floor space in the kitchen. Where the loft is in the photos, there would be high, open ceilings. I would like the neat walk-in shower I showed you in last week’s pictures.
In the near future, I am going to do a Connie’s Story bonus chapter. A few people have said they wish I had gone into the history a bit more. I have to agree, so stay tuned for that development.
I am going to attend the Jones County Reunion in Mesa, Arizona in February. Val is going too. My brother, Billy, and our step-dad , Gus, are meeting us there. They went last year and had a great time. I will do my best to relay every spoken word to all of you who hail from anywhere near Jones County, South Dakota. I have three other functions looming (around here) that promise to be a hoot, but I can’t tell you about them yet. Please hang in there with me. I need all of you plus some more. I’m a very self sufficient person, but a very needy blogger.
I have another favor to ask of any of you who have read, We Shall See what We Shall See, Connie’s Story, and/or Dakotah’s Story. I need your honest opinions… or you can say you’re speaking for a friend. Please review the books on Amazon, good or bad. I can take a bad review better than silence.
Mom had a word she used when someone she thought wasn’t very bright had a flash of smartness. She would say, “Well, their not alldumb.” I’m not sure that word applies tonight, Mom.
This meeting is now adjourned. Stay warm and well.