January 10, 2019
I'm trudging down the gravel road to my new house. It's a few days before Christmas and I just signed all the contracts. My Tiny House. I could grow tomatoes. Or salad. Or uranium. I want to throw with paint, hang up two million pictures and put on a paper hat. But before that happens, I have a chaffinch on the fridge and a hard laughing fit. Read about my first steps as a Tiny Home owner.