I had been hearing a lot about tiny homes, and I thought it would be something wonderful to have when I wanted to travel.
I had a truck with a fifth wheel, because I had once had a trailer, but that was destroyed.
A tiny house seemed perfect for travelling and seeing the countryside. I wondered if they had portable tiny houses that I could drag behind my truck. It was unusual for a woman to do so much travelling on their own, but I had a large family. I had never gotten married, and didn’t want to. I had no one to answer to but myself. I could pull into any number of portable tiny home communities and settle in for a couple of months to a year or more. When I found a local dealer that made portable tiny homes, I went to his office and put in an order. I got to choose the furnishes, all the amenities, my stove, refrigerator, all the decor, and my HVAC system. I was finally going to have a home of my own, and I could travel. I stopped at my sister’s house first, once the portable tiny home was completed. I asked if I could use her electrical system so I had power in the house. I spent two weeks visiting with her, and my niece spent most of the time sleeping in my portable tiny home with me. She told Janet, my sister, that she wanted a playhouse just like auntie’s, which made us laugh. Two weeks later, I was in a community of portable tiny homes. I made a lot of friends quickly and am still there two years later.