Tiny houses pop up in my life at a frequency that far exceeds my actual real-life experience with that particular type of housing. I’ve never seen one in person, and I have no desire to live in one. The closest I’ve come to a tiny house is touring an 1800s camp on Martha’s Vineyard.
I see tiny houses in the news and on TV all the time. I talk about them at family gatherings because someone has them as rentals on his properties. I even met someone in Hartford who had experience developing tiny house communities.
The appeal of tiny living eludes me – it’s just not for me.
That said, I can understand the draw. The economics are attractive if you’re willing to live in a very small space. And the ability to periodically move your home to new locations can create interesting possibilities.
When I saw this article about a tiny house in the Prairie style of Frank Lloyd Wright my mind went to work. This is a tiny house that I might be able to get behind.
I definitely wouldn’t live in it, but I think it would make an amazing rolling office.
Swap out the bed for a conference table, add some technology, and this could be fun. Best of all, the company that makes these things (Escape) builds them to RV specs. So it’s going to do a whole lot better on the road than the typical tiny house that was really not designed for travel.
Maybe I would even take it out for the occasional weekend camping trip…
Would you rent to cats if a human promised to pay their rent?
One landlord in San Jose, CA felt that bringing in two cats as the only tenants for the 400 sqft studio he has in the back yard was a great deal.
The monthly rent he receives? $1,500. Meow!
‘Tis the season for giant Christmas trees and reindeer.
Stealing an entire house is a new level of larceny. The tiny house movement has now made that possible, as a St. Louis woman recently learned.
Thieves took the next step from taking packages, bikes, and cars when they hitched a trailer-based tiny house to their truck and sped off. The structure was not yet complete, so fortunately nobody was inside. The home was recovered after a social media-fueled search and returned to its owner.
The Washington Post has a long write-up with all the twists and turns in this unusual tale.
As always, we definitely recommend locking up a house when nobody is home – especially if it has wheels.
Once upon a time, the shopping mall was at the top of the retail food chain. The mall was home to the best stores, and the most excitement.
Amy and I grew up in the mall era. Our small town (population ~25,000) had its own little mall that kids hung out in, but it was not comparable to the shopping destinations that are available in Greater Hartford. Both of our families made the hours-long drive to larger towns with bigger malls for back to school shopping.
Back in the day we went to the mall to buy clothes, electronics, and even tools at the anchor stores. There was always a toy store in the mall, but we usually weren’t allowed to go in there. And, of course, there were the delicious specialty food shops … Orange Julius anyone?
Malls haven’t dominated the retail environment for a long time, as big box stores sprouted up in mall-adjacent locations decades ago. The crowds that turn up during the Christmas shopping season are a nice reminder of olden times when it seemed like everyone was at the mall.