We are getting close to a big decision.
Tiny houses . . . Bev and I are seriously considering selling our home and moving into a tiny house. We’re looking at a year from now, which gives us more than enough time to make it happen, and I’m still not certain that it will happen, but we are talking about it like it will happen.
If it happens it will happen out on the farm where we keep our chickens. The more Bev and I talk about the future, the more we come to agreement that we just have too much on our plate and we need to start simplifying our lives. We really don’t need this home we are living in. We certainly don’t need the mortgage payment. Like many across this country, we are one serious illness away from having major financial problems. And as much as I hate to admit it, I’m slowing down. It’s too hard to take care of this house, the upkeep, fixing problems, and also write, take care of chickens out at the farm, and stay involved in the management of the farmers market. Something has to change!
Sell this house….completely pay for a tiny house….not have a mortgage, thus saving $1000 per month….it sounds damned good to me right about now.
What was the tipping point? We had a clogged kitchen sink. We weren’t able to unclog it, which meant calling a plumber, which meant a sizeable bill, more money tossed down the Money Pit and for what? Save up more money just to use it to pay for another repair? It’s a never-ending circus and we are no longer interested in buying a ticket to that show.
So we are seriously tossing the idea around in our brains.
The picture of the bus is the site where we would put the tiny home, nestled under towering fir trees, a spit and a holler from the chickens and horse pasture, a quarter mile from the busy road….heaven!
Just thought I’d share with you. I’ll keep you updated.