My friends, it is getting close. Really close. In fact, we are taking a trip to IKEA this weekend to buy things. Small things. Storage things. A couch. Why IKEA? Because it makes you feel super hip and cool just to enter the door, and when you get hungry you don't even have to leave to eat. Stores with built in cafes win me over. So do bargains, and IKEA has some cheap stuff! I mean where else can you get a barstool for $4.99?! So we will make the trek that many have made before us. Frisco, here we come!
What else has been going on? Let me fill you in.
First, the guys have been working on the lot. They framed up the slab (this may not be the correct construction term, but hey... that is not my thing). In the picture above you can see Cooper standing on his basketball court. Soon we will order these modular tiles to place on the slab. Now hold up... before you click that link to learn more about those tiles, let's have a chat. Basketball is our thing. We love it. Cooper would spend all afternoon out shooting hoops at the old house after his homework was done. He doesn't currently play football, soccer, baseball, participate in travel sports, or do anything else that requires me to pay a monthly fee. Basketball is it. So after you click that link, remember that and judge not. And if you live close by, send your boys over to play ball with him. Now don't be dropping them off every afternoon- I am not opening up after school care, and we all know I don't have room in my fridge or cabinets for snacks and ice pops for all that- but you know- send them over sometime. Maybe call first.
Then the day after they framed the slab, they poured it!!! Progress two days in a row- that is something you don't see every day. Once they remove the boards, the lot will be tiny house ready! So how is the house coming along? Well......... are you ready for this?
THE HOUSE IS OFF THE ASSEMBLY LINE!!! (Let's file that statement under "Words You Thought Would Never Come Out of Your Mouth.")
The house is sitting somewhere in Alabama- I think- waiting on a shipment of hardwood flooring to arrive so it can be completed. Once the flooring gets to the warehouse, they will install it which should only take about thirty minutes or so. Laugh all you want, but if it only takes them thirty minutes to install it guess how little time it will take me to clean it. That is right...tiny house perks. You have your perks; I have mine. I am going to remind myself of these tiny house perks when we all have the stomach virus and am sitting on a luggable loo in the storage shed while holding a five gallon bucket. Bleh....but I can mop the floor in five minutes...bleh...but I am debt free...bleh...but we are going to see glaciers soon...bleh......... And I am sure this will happen while there is a record low temperature outside along with sleet, hail, AND snow. And it will be nighttime and super dark because there is a new moon. And there will be strange howling noises right outside the door of the shed. And then I will feel something crawling on me. And my battery on my phone will be at two percent. You know...cause these are the things that happen to me.
Anyway...so here is the slab. Let me explain.
The tiny house will be situated on the dirt pad you see in the picture to the left of the slab.
As far as the slab is concerned, it is a big slab. The part furthest from the road is Cooper's court. The front half is where we will park. Mr. Dirt Guy added a turn around because we live in a curve so backing into the street isn't so safe. In actuality, the slab is around 30 feet by 60 feet. Then the driveway is added onto that. Interesting fact- we can fit about four of our houses on the slab. On the right side of the cars, we will put a storage shed similar to this one. We are still on the search for a cute storage shed. Is there such a thing? Eventually we hope to build a carport with a real storage room on the slab, but right now I am too busy paying for a basketball court and storm shelter. Priorities. Plus let's face it- we could hate this. I hope we won't; however, that possibility is always there. But every time I think that this could all end in disaster, I look toward the backyard and my thoughts change to- how could we hate anything that has a view like this?
I am Chamie, wife to Matt; mom to Callan (14), Cooper (11), and