We have been joking about how it seems like my tiny house dropped out of the sky like Dorothy’s place in the Wizard of Oz. One day there was an empty space in my landlady’s yard and the next day it was occupied by a cute-as-can-be tiny house on wheels.
Brittany drove her tiny house Bayside Bungalow from Olympia to Portland with me as her copilot. Dylan manned the follow car and kept us posted via walkie-talkie about the reactions we received from passersby. It was amazing how many people completely failed to notice the tiny house on wheels cruising down I-5, but we were glad when Dee Williams called to say she saw us go past. When we stopped at rest stops and went over the scales we got plenty of attention.
We were all a little nervous about getting the house backed into its spot, but Brittany did an excellent job and it’s amazing how nicely it fits in. Serendipitously the tiny house colors are exactly the reverse of the colors of my host house! Brittany and Dylan helped with getting the house jacked up and Brittany walked me through all the hook ups and then they headed home and I was left to marvel at how it’s all coming together.
Moments later my sisters Amy and Aurora called to say they were on their way. They came by with Lynette’s kids forming a fantastic work crew to help me pile my belongings into the wee house: 1 foam sleeping pad, 2 dressers, 2 sets of sheets, blankets, 4 towels, 1 black plastic garbage bag of clothing, a basket of office supplies, 12 books, 3 pots, 1 pan, 8 bowls, 8 plates, 6 sets of flatware, basic toiletries, sleeping bag and pad, a tent, a couple backpacks, my beloved cordless drill and driver set, craft supplies, and 5 boxes of food. They teased me about how most of my stuff was food, but I explained this is the most important part to making my house a home.
Unfortunately, I wasn’t set up to cook yet so we headed out to the Alberta Arts district to enjoy a little food cart culture. We dined at the Grilled Cheese Grill
and then they bid me good night. I can see Cassiopeia through the skylight of my sleeping loft! It feels like I’m in a wooden tent. So cool!