Every Friday I am going to post some of my Fab fav’s of the week. There is a special something about these tiny spaces that I thought was Fab.
Have a great weekend!
Carrie & Shane from Clothesline Tiny House
I came across this great couple who have a tiny house. Carrie is an Architectural Designer and Shane is a Custom Builder. Carrie did a write up on her blog, http://clotheslinetinyhomes.com/2013/10/, that speaks volume about why living time makes sense. The title, The Tiny House VS. a Mortgage – Debunking the Myth of Home Ownership. After reading her blog post it reaffirmed WHY this is so right. 
Kartrina Cottages
Originally designed as a dignified alternative to the FEMA trailer, the Katrina Cottage has evolved into a nationwide sensation that is finding popularity as affordable housing, guesthouses, resorts and camps. Marianne Cusato and a team of designer have partnered with Lowe’s to bring the Katrina Cottages to market at plans and material packages. Cottages in the Lowe’s series range from 308 ft. up to 1800 sq. ft. Several of the cottages have grow options that allow the smaller cottages to be expanded over time.
The Katrina Cottages have been hailed for their design, durability, versatility and, affordability in USA Today, The Wall Street Journal, The New York Times, on CNN and in all major news outlets nationwide. In late 2006, The Smithsonian Institute’s National Design Museum chose the Katrina Cottage 1 as the winner of the “People’s Design Award”. And in May 2007, the venerable New Yorker Magazine tapped Katrina Cottage designer Marianne Cusato to partake in their first conference, the New Yorker 2012: Stories from the near future.
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Kanga Room Systems 16×30 Cottage Cabin with 8ft Screen Porch
I just love this Kanga Room Systems: Models Gallery > Customer Gallery: 16×30 Cottage Cabin with 8ft Screen Porch.
This is considered a “small house”. What more could a person need?
This beautiful cabin was built near Blanco, TX. Complete with extended open front porch, side screen porch, full bath, kitchen, sleeping loft, and spacious living area.
Tiny-Ass Apartment
I came across a great website today whose name says it all. It has a lot of great tips and awesome things to make use of tiny dwellings. Go check it out.
Let Me Introduce Myself….
In the About Me section I gave you a brief synopsis of me. I am way more complex than that. I grew up in TN with a mother, father, half sister and grandparents. I had aunts, uncles and cousins. All American, Right? lol Depends on the definition. My parents worked hard and gave us nice things. Things weren’t perfect or peachy. Work was very important to my mother. She suffered and still does from OCPD. Yes, all the symptoms of OCD and then some.
Our house looked like something from “Better Homes”. We didn’t walk on the carpet, use our living room or piss momma off. Walking on the carpet would send her into a tail spin of cleaning for hours. We suffered the repercussions of “making momma mad”. I remember seeing the movie “Mommy Dearest” as a child and thinking, “Wow, it’s not just my mom”. The comet & coat hanger scene was part of the norm of our “Better Home”. She was just as anal with her work as she was at home.
At the age of 15 I began to run away from home. I stayed at a group home the first time I ran and all other times I would stay with friends. I was hiding secrets of my past (home life, molestation by family friend and rape by a boyfriend) and by the time I started running my heart was breaking with hurt, anger and loneliness. Running never solved my problems. I never found what I was looking for.
In August 1994 I met my now husband, engaged in November 1994 and married March 1995. I was 17 and thought he had answered all of my prayers. We had a son in 1995 and he is now 15.
Once again, I feel like I am stuck in my own private hell. I have had 3 back surgeries, a heart attack at the age of 34 and on the verge of losing what little we have worked for. I am stuck. I am losing the use of my legs to peripheral neuropathy, I weigh more now than I have ever weighed, I am a smoker. I applied for my disability 15 months ago and have been denied twice. I went from making $75,000 a year, working full time and being a full time professional photographer to a paper weight. I am sure depression is a contributor to me not rehabilitating myself after my heart attack but it is also my past haunting me.
My husband is a drinker. He loves his beer. He just doesn’t know when to say when. It has made me hate him. It’s crazy because I love him as a husband and he is a great father. He has worked so very hard to provide despite my health issues. It runs in his blood stream.
He becomes this other person that I do not know. You know when to go to bed early or to avoid him at all cost. Recently on one of his drunken arguments he call me a “Lazy Fat B!%#*”. It cut me to the core and hurt my heart. It was a wake up call to me that he is tired. He is ready to move on.
That is what has lead me to this journey of mine. I cannot rely on anyone but myself to get me well, find my true happiness and declutter my life. I am tired of living this way. Don’t get me wrong, I love my things, but it is just things. I want more out of myself and the life I have left. I am going to plan the next year and make some huge changes that will impact myself and everyone around me. Some may like it, some may not. I can only worry about me.
So here I am. I am looking to become debt free, anger free, healthy, happy, etc. I am going to buy me a piece of land with cash and build me a tiny home. It will be mine. No one can take it from me. My husband has been invited on my journey and he has declined. He knows that I am passionate about this. The way I look at it, when one door closes another one opens. The next door that will open for me will be away from the hustle and bustle to a tiny house.
In the picture above:This is the last time I remember being “somewhat happy”. Before back surgery #2 and the heart attack. My husband and I were in Las Vegas for the first time and shortly after this trip is when I had my 2nd back surgery.
Simple Life
I am looking to simplify my life. Every day it seems to be garbled up with bills, debt, worry, decisions and etc. I have been brought to a new low this year and still unsure if the worst is yet … Continue reading
Live in 3, 2, 1
I’ve lost count of the number of blogs I have created and tried to keep up with. I think things will be different this time since I am on a life journey. I am tired of going at it alone so I am inviting you to come along. I will introduce myself and take you with me to figure out this “crazy journey of mine”.
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