Tiny House Life
Living in a 480 square foot tiny house, I need to be careful with clutter — too much and the whole place looks crowded, messy, and distracting. I want to live comfortably, with decor that feels nice and peaceful.
“When you have too many small items, the eye doesn’t know where to land. Instead of seeing a beautiful collection, you just see a mess.” — Maria Killam via The Spruce
Small items can be fun. Clutter is not. The trick is grouping pieces with a common thread and giving the eye somewhere to land.
A backyard reading shed: separate from the house, just you and your books. Living in a tiny house, I feel like this would technically count as a second bedroom. Tempting! Not a bad idea.
TIL glamping is a portmanteau of “glamorous” and “camping.” And tiny homes are leading the charge.
“Glamping continues to be a thing, and tiny homes are a big part of this incredible world-wide phenomenon, that often brings together eco-tourism, sustainability, and family values.”
This riverside spot outside Pemberton, Western Australia ranked 5th most stylish Airbnb in Australia. That corner window seat with a book? That’s the dream. I’m chasing it — adding a sun room with full windows behind my house.
The view won’t be quite like this, but at least I’ll be relaxing with a book.
If I ever redid my tiny house, I’d steal this window layout. Different sizes, all that light flooding in — no overhead fixture competes. Shiplap on walls and ceiling? Brilliant. And navy cabinets? My favorite color.
Thinking a second tiny house — one room, big window, office space. Or maybe just a small sunroom off my bedroom. Nothing fancy. Just exploring what’s possible. Link
Wild violets taking over the yard like they own the place. That deep purple against all that green is pure Appalachian spring. The woodpile in the back just makes it feel more like home.
“Three central components of subjective well-being were considered: life satisfaction, positive emotional states, and negative emotional states.” - Dr. Susanne Bücker
Research points to the 70s as the happiest decade of all.
But for me, at 50 is my happiest time of my life, living in a tiny house in the Appalachian hills, working a side job on my own terms, sitting on my porch watching the mountains do nothing fast — I think I’ve already found it. Maybe happiness isn’t an age. It’s a life that fits.
But I’ll check back in at 70. Just to see.
That enclosed porch on the Shoreline Glass House is living rent-free in my brain. Warm wood, big windows, winter trees just beyond the glass. Tiny house goals aren’t always about the square footage. Sometimes it’s one good room where outside and inside stop arguing.
Wood walls. One good chair. A window. That’s all a writing space really needs. Everything else is just stuff pretending to be important. Link
Those sliding doors are everything. I’d love something like that in my own place — maybe it’s finally time to replace that old door I’ve been holding onto. Future project? I think yes.