If someone else told me that they were building a Tiny House on Wheels, personally, I would think that was darn exciting, super swell, and most adventurous! I mean, that’s what I thought when I decided to build my own. However, as with any lengthy, all-consuming project, it is all too easy for that something that was once inspiring and incredible to become a drag, a burden and even dull, and I admit that is what I had been feeling of late. There were days of progress, and all was jolly, but that would quickly dissipate, and I was left feeling disengaged and disheartened. I had begun to feel stagnant, and as a person who loves to ‘grow’ this means trouble.
Funnily enough, I have still been learning as we have only recently begun to cut and fix the steel frame together, which I certainly have never done before. Even so, sometimes everything feels orientated towards the tiny house, as if ever since commencing full time on the project, I have slowly and unintentionally begun cutting myself off from the greater world; focusing too closely on the build so that my world began to extend little further than my home, shed and the building site.
In early June, I had the chance to step away from it all. I spent ten days WWOOFING at an organic seed nursery in NSW. It was more than wonderful to get back into gardening; to switch off from my tiny house completely and immerse myself in an entirely different world. To remind myself of my other interests and to view the world from another families perspective. The hardest part? Knowing that I would soon be returning home to a seemingly never-ending project. It was clear that I needed to think of some ways to shake things up in both perspective and approach and to somehow lower the walls that I had begun building myself into.
In my free hours, I mind mapped and scribbled until I finally had the scratchings of a new plan, one which centres firmly on this very blog. This blog started with posts about gardening and slowly grew into a journal documenting my build, but what I would love to do is to stretch beyond this project. I don’t want to box myself in as ‘the-girl-who-is-building-a-tiny-house’ which is frankly how I am starting to view myself. I want to be, and do, so much beyond that. Don’t get me wrong, to build this house is a huge and brilliant opportunity, and I am grateful, but the reason I decided on a tiny home was to push myself beyond my comfort zone, to encourage myself to live a full life beyond the confines of a home. I have been waiting until I have finished the house to do all that living and effectually been wishing the journey quickly along, in the hopes that by rushing, I’ll sooner breakthrough to where the living begins. What rubbish. As we all know far too well.
So keep an eye out, you will begin to notice some new content soon!