Tiny dreams hit the road

As part of Year of the Nee, I’ve recognized a few things about myself that I’d discovered at one time and then lost again. Things like an affinity for dinosaurs, and reading fantasy and sci-fi books. I’ve also gotten back to music by making a very focused album (the whole thing is about patriarchy) in… Continue reading Tiny dreams hit the road

Shed Lyfe: Commenced

I’m moved into the shed, and it’s basically heavenly. It’s warm, it’s comfortable, it’s just the right size of a project. It seems I could in fact actually have a much smaller tiny house than I had anticipated having, presuming I had access to a shower somewhere.. but life has occurred, business is slow, and… Continue reading Shed Lyfe: Commenced

I *heart* graph paper

Spent some time sketching floorplans and brainstorming about the house again last night. It’s coming along, though figuring out storage for clothing is proving to be an interesting challenge, and not having laundry facilities readily available will be a really rough transition. Not sure what I may or may not give up in order to… Continue reading I *heart* graph paper

Conversion Rate: Saving for a TinyHouse

No longer am I a person who holds the stifling and consistently disappointing belief that I must count on the concerted efforts of a parter, selling my soul to a horrible desk job or winning a lottery I don’t play to make home happen for me. On this, the day the world should end, I… Continue reading Conversion Rate: Saving for a TinyHouse

Rock Lobster: Finding home

Ever since I can remember really, I’ve felt a deep sadness when passing seafood tanks full of crab and lobster in the supermarkets. The way they’re piled in on one another with their claws drawn shut, robbed of their dignity and eventually their lives, bothers me. Deeply, profoundly, seeing them treated that way has always… Continue reading Rock Lobster: Finding home