Just to update, one of the hardest things for me right now is that I don’t have any family or friends supporting me in the idea of living small. My dad is adamantly opposed, as well, and has been very clear on all the difficulties I will face living small and all the money I will, in his opinion, lose because I can’t sell it for much. Of course, he can’t sell his for what he thinks it’s worth either, and he’s stuck in something he can’t afford or maintain as a result. Still, it’s been wearing, hearing his discouragement, not having others who encourage me or work with me on it, and facing two months living here now when I haven’t even unpacked because I’m still working on getting the occupancy permit that will allow me to be legal. And now I’m concerned about this winter. It’s predicted to be a long, cold, wet winter. By the end of that season I will either have grown to love or hate living small, I suspect.

None of this is the fault of the little house. I’m happy in the little house. I do wish it were closer to town, but I like living in the country. Yet I feel I’m in a state of flux because I haven’t unpacked, am uncertain if I should sign up for internet, and am still remodeling-er, actually not “re”, since it was never a house before.

I get mixed messages from others about the small house. Eventually, I would prefer to build. Whether it will be on that land or not, I don’t know. Ten miles isn’t far to drive, but it does add up, and I would much prefer walking. However, the town I work in has high minimum square footage requirements, and the county has none. I could live in a cardboard box as long as it had a 911 address, smoke detector, and GFCIs near water sources, I guess. Hmmm… that might be an interesting experiment, if the inspection didn’t cost $75!

And so I’m nervous about the winter, a bit stressed by my Dad’s insistence on big, and yet I do enjoy my land. I enjoy hearing frogs at night and looking up to see stars instead of street lights. It’s nice to see the bats at night, to have cooler evenings in summer (cities are hotter), to be able to sit on the front porch, to have a big garden. There’s just a lot to do right now to prepare for winter and to be ‘legal’ with the occupancy permit, and it isn’t getting finished nearly as quickly as I’d hoped.


About thrugracealone

I'm a country girl raised city. I prefer open windows to AC, love a good thunderstorm, and enjoy hearing the owls and seeing lightning bugs. A bit old-fashioned, maybe, I can recognize many trees by name, resent elms and weeds, wish for a large garden and canning skills, and hope someday to downsize and get a few acres in the country. I am blessed with a terrific church, a good job, a sturdy house, two cats and a yard full of strawberries and mulberries in the right season. Some of my other favorite things to do are spoiling nieces and nephews, reading, swimming, biking, long walks, and blogging, of course. One of my favorite stories is creation. My abbreviated version goes like this: 1In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. 2Now the earth wasa formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters... And God moved... And God said... And it was very good. If God can speak to darkness, to an earth without form and void, and make something like this that we see everyday, and make it very good (and it was even better before the Fall!), He will surely make something wonderful out of the dark, void situations I sometimes find myself in. He has, and it's been very good. Two top posts: Can a Person Lose their Salvation? Baptism!

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