I’m not really a chef. Not even close. But I’m an avid eater and I think that’s good enough.
My adult life has been a series of moves. After high school (technically, before high school) I moved away from my hometown and started about a decade worth of global travel. Until my mid-twenties, I could fit my life into two well-packed suitcases. It’s been a beautiful life.
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I’ve lived a lot of different types of places, and that means a lot of different housing styles, too. I spent a summer living in a beautifully crumbling English cottage, I had an efficiency in Japan with a bathroom roughly the size of your typical aircraft bathroom (but much cleaner), and I’ve lived in artists lofts tall enough to fit two African elephants standing on top of each other. We never tested that theory, but it would work if National Geographic’s statistics about African Elephants are accurate.
In my early twenties, I got one of those “real jobs” and started accumulating stuff. Then I got married, and inherited even more stuff. Stuff, for me, is not very gratifying to own. I get stressed out when there’s too much stuff. But as soon as I had money to burn, I found that I pretty quickly gave into the idea that stuff equals happiness. It’s been awesome to take a step back and analyze the purchases I’ve made over the last few years. I really can’t believe how much stuff I’ve justified buying, and I’m finding as we start the minimizing process that I’m already feeling lighter and more free. Psychological? Yes. But I think there’s a large practical element at work here, too.
One of the biggest draws of building a tiny house, for me, was the idea of having income that isn’t going to pay rent or a mortgage. It means we’ll have the ability to pay off our student loan debts more quickly, and eventually be debt-free. It also means we’ll have the funds available to travel more often. And we won’t have all that stuff to keep us weighed down. And let’s be completely honest… with 120 square feet, we’re not going to have room for stuff we don’t absolutely need.
I can’t wait to pare back down, reanalyze, and get started on our next big adventures!