Yesterday's open house was a whirlwind. I'll admit that I spent the morning fairly certain that no one would come- the weather was weird, Sundays are lazy, and I sometimes lack social confidence.
But you, tiny house people, did not let me down. At exactly 12:58, a throng of people appeared, trudging through the mud. Children, farmers, urbanites, college officials- an incredibly kind and interesting crowd filled the house from start to finish. There was even a line outside!
One lovely lady brought me daffodils; another family brought me a cake from a favorite bakery. Everyone brought questions, cameras, and positive reinforcement. I wish I'd taken more pictures, but I was so busy answering questions that I didn't get a chance! Here's a few photos I snapped:
It's been 10 days since I moved several suitcases full of possessions into the Fencl and called it home. It never fails to amaze me how quickly humans can adapt to a space: for me, it took about 3 seconds to feel entirely in my element!
The tiny house has been a huge hit on campus. I've gotten a number of random visitors who have all been very respectful.
As far as everyday life, I'll run through a few of those beloved classic domestic categories:
I've never been a consistently organized person. But here, I find myself coming home from work at 2 am and wanting to tidy. Something about having a place for everything encourages me to put everything in its place...imagine that.The clever usage of space, rather than small size, might actually be the most novel thing about Tumbleweeds. I am someone very well suited to a large quantity of shelving and surfaces to work on. When confronted with a large empty space, I don't know what to do with my possessions, and find that I'd rather have none at all....
Here's an exclusive inside look at my brand new Fencl on Switchboard Magazine's inaugural episode of "Dwellz."The magazine co-creators Remy Schwartz and Duncan Sullivan filmed and produced this short video and have graciously agreed to share it with Tumbleweed. You'll have to endure my weird haircut and a lot of royalty free hip hop, but it's worth it!
"Nara's tiny house is one part sustainable living, one part college credit, and three parts swag.
After spending her fall semester studying various forms of American alternative housing, she hooked up with Tumbleweed Tiny House Company and got the (literal) wheels moving on a sweet deal: a semester of tiny house occupancy in exchange for promotional blogging.
Despite black ice, miscommunication with truckers, and a giant blizzard, the house finally made it all the way from Wisconsin to Hampshire College. As of Friday, she lives in it full-time.
By day, Nara works on sustainable utility solutions and writes about housing. By night, she curls up next to her tiny propane fireplace and dreams of a world where everyone lives within their means. She's happy to show you around her 130 square feet of unfinished pine, but thinks this episode of 'Dwellz' is probably enough.
Caveat: this will make more sense if you spent your adolescence watching MTV's 'Cribs'."
“These Tumbleweed Houses look great Joe...but good luck finding a girl to live with you!”
Happy Valentine’s Day, Tumbleweeders! Today we bring you a special story of one of our newest members, Joe Coover, and the role Tumbleweed Tiny House Company played in his meeting the love of his life.
Joe Coover has been a dedicated fan of Tumbleweed for over a decade. What started as a curiosity and novelty idea soon grew into a passion for tiny living. After traveling abroad during university, he found a small apartment under 200 square foot and started saving for his future home. He had almost everything figured out...almost.
Breanna was beginning her last semester at college when she got a message from Joe on an online dating website. She'd put in her profile that “If you love Tumbleweed Tiny Houses, stop what you’re doing right now and send me a message.” As a fellow tiny house lover, Joe did just that. They exchanged witty and whimsical e-mails for a few days when, without a word, she deleted her account. Hopeful Facebook searches ensued to no avail since all Breanna had was an artsy picture of her feet. It seemed the Universe didn't have it in the cards for Joe and his Tumbleweed sweetheart.
Three long months went by for Joe with no contact from Bre. Then one beautiful spring morning, Joe was unusually early for work. A familiar girl in a white dress crossed in front of his car at the stoplight. Half a block down the road, he realized it was the tiny house girl. He knew, while a bit awkward, it was his only chance.
It couldn't have been a worse time to introduce himself. Joe was looking sketchy in his undershirt and dirty car. He had no option but to honk to get the girl’s attention. Breanna later admitted that she was a little wary when the first words out of Joe’s mouth were, “Do I know you?” “I…don’t think so,” she replied, certain he was laying down a pickup line.
She didn't remember him at first glance because he had cut off a full foot of hair since the photos she had seen, but when he mentioned he was a magician, everything fell back in place. Joe opted for the no-pressure approach by giving his number to Bre with hope that she would give him a call.
One week later they were dating. Soon after, his 200 square foot apartment had one more and they thought they couldn't be happier. On the contrary, almost two years later, Joe got his dream job in Sonoma, CA working with Tumbleweed Tiny House Company. What could make this love story even better this February 14? Why, it’s also Breanna’s birthday! We’re having birthday cake, but however you choose to spend the day, we hope you enjoyed our Tumbleweed love story.