A year ago this month, in August 2020, I took delivery of a 7.2-metre galvanised steel trailer - the foundations for my tiny-house-to-be. It's been a momentous year (and a half) for all of us, all over the world, in so many ways. In my corner of it, building my tiny home was one of the biggest adventures of my life. It took everything I had, body, mind, heart and soul. I think that's why it's also been one of the most rewarding things I've ever done.
The build itself took eight months - it officially ended in May this year, two months after I moved in - but I'm still tinkering and making shelving and other bits inside. Still processing the experience too. And learning to slow down after a full-on year. Which is why I haven't written here for a while.
But a new post is coming soon (I promise!) or maybe a series of them, about the experience of building a tiny and about what living tiny is really like.
In the meantime, I'm still posting pics and updates every week or two on my No Impact Facebook page if you'd like to see how my little 25-square-metre home looks now.
Thanks for your patience and wherever you are, please stay safe and well.