Shortly after I posted about fearing moving into a tiny home/trailer with my little family, that scenario manifested itself. Due to a number of synchronicities and alignments, we were pushed by the Universe to make the leap into renting our friend's super cute, almost-new 20' trailer.
We found a beautiful spot at an RV park on the Rogue River with lots of trees and grass. We've been in our tiny home for 2 months now and guess what - I love it.
There are small inconveniences, like having to turn the water heater on 10 minutes before washing dishes or showering (which usually turns into 40 minutes because I start focusing on other things and forget). And trying to cook a dinner of lemon and dill baked cod, brown rice, sautéed green beans with asparagus, and baked butternut squash in a tiny tiny kitchen can be a bit challenging. But I love having everything organized and within reach - the forced simplicity and organization of such a small space, being able to reach over and grab whatever you need out of the fridge from the "dining room" table. I love the cozyness of it, the quick cleaning, the ability to move your home if you need or want to.
We moved from one park to another after the first month, a few minutes up the Rogue River. When my fears flared again - what if the new place isn't as good as the old? What if I don't like it as much? What if it's the wrong decision?? - I remembered that it's just my fear of change. I remembered to trust my intuition, which said that the new park would be even better than the first one. I remembered that I can focus on the positives of the change - we'll be in walking distance of restaurants and grocery stores in Rogue River; walking distance to the awesome library with bean bags and toys and crafts; walking distance to a beautiful playground and aboretum - instead of fearing any loss of happiness.
Living in this tiny space with two other humans has been easier than I expected - not stressful or claustrophobic. And now I know that I actually do enjoy it - not just the concept and dream of living in a RV/Trailer/Tiny Home, but the experience of it - with a family. I know that I would be content doing this in the future should I need or want to.
At the same time I know I'll appreciate the conveniences and space of a house when we get one - having a big old kitchen and multiple pots and pans so I don't have to wash everything immediately after using. The ease of just turning on the hot water without having to remember to flip a switch on and off. The space to have my own art studio where I can make my creative messes behind a closed door and leave them and my toddler won't get her little hands into everything.
For now I'm enjoying this time in this cute tiny cozy space and excited for future expansion.
Here are some photos of our "front yard":