Two and a half years later, I’ve found myself actually living in my tiny house.
If you’ve been following me on any of my socials, then you know about my long journey to this point. Now that I’m done building my house, I’m finally a tiny house owner. Wow. That’s weird to write.
Never in a million years did I think I’d be the proud owner of a tiny house. And now that it’s a reality, it kind of seems like a dream. I’m sort of on this adventure alone, which is a great excuse to start writing about it.
Much like I did when I moved into my first apartment, I’ve decided to recount and document the adventures and mishaps that’ll inevitably happen during the course of my stay in Juniper. (That’s the name of my house. Yes, I did name my house.) I hope that by going through the process and posting it on the internet, someone will find it useful, if not interesting.
I think I have a pretty unique take on the whole tiny house movement, considering I built it on my own over the last two and a half years. I can also vouch for those who’ve built their own homes – its hard work.
It’s not easy. It never was easy and it’ll never be easy. Building a house takes blood, sweat, tears and a whole lot of determination. I don’t say that to butter myself up. I say that out of respect for my fellow tiny house builders. (And normal house builders. I’m all inclusive here.)
Will I ever build another tiny house? I don’t know. Throughout the course of the project, I often wondered what it would be like to convert a school bus into a home. I’d definitely call it the Magic School Bus though…
But with converting a bus, there is more intricate problem like metal work and off-the-grid workarounds that I didn’t learn while building Juniper.
For now, Juniper has provided enough fodder for blog posts for the foreseeable future and it will provide much more as I learn how to live in a tiny house. So, without further ado, I introduce to you my blog series called Project Juniper: The trials, tribulations, and joys of building a tiny house.