I am sitting here writing this in a tiny house that is full of furniture. I am not referring to a “fully furnished” house, either. When I write “full of furniture” I mean that I have things stacked on top of other things. For instance, there is a dresser sitting atop a beautiful French sideboard. Which makes me wonder why on earth I am considering blogging, because apparently I need to focus energy on “reinventing” some furniture.
Good question. I will get right to that when I finish this post.
Really, I will..
Let’s clear something up: I am not a hoarder. I am an entrepreneur. I have no trouble tossing things out when they deserve a decent burial. If you were to walk through my house one week, and then two weeks later walk through it again, you would find that the inventory is always changing. I like that. Static is not my friend. I like to move, and I like my decor to change (yes, even when that decor is stacked one on top of the other). I just have a hard time resisting the siren’s song of a piece of beautiful furniture, especially when it is crying to be revitalized. Can you relate?
I live in the NY city metro area, and real estate is costly. What I pay here for my cottage and 1/3 an acre would have me in a much larger home in another state. But..sometimes a woman has to compromise.
The problem of course, is that because of my tiny space, I have to get very creative. Yes, sometimes I have to climb over something to get to something else. It’s just part of my life, and I am (thankfully) fast on my feet. Usually.
So my reality is this: tiny house, three very hairy dogs, coupled up with a wonderful gentleman, a full time job working with horses, a mental requirement for several hours a week in the water, and a compulsive need to work with my hands and create things. Sometimes those things are larger than my house can accommodate, or more time consuming than my free time will allow.
Why does my German Shepherd always look like I am sucking the soul from her body when I take her picture?
If you understand this, then I welcome you! We are of the same tribe and you will understand the mechanics of my lifestyle, even when the tap dancing to keep up is exhausting.
It will be fun, I promise.
If you are here and are anticipating perfectly staged furniture in a beautiful white and grey home without dust bunnies, dog hair, and the occasional use of profanity: You, my friend, are also welcome!
We just don’t do that here, my life is a little more…casual.
So for now, I am going to use this space to talk about my reinvention projects and occasional life moments. Many will be furniture related, some will be reinvention attempts, and some may even be personal attempts at recreation. I promise to keep it real, even when I fail miserably.
Sometimes I just get so close…
Thanks for reading my tiny little corner of blog land, and welcome.
Onward!
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