We’ve been going through the same really cold snap as half the country these past several days. We had snow, then rain, then more snow, then below-zero temps just like many of you. It got cold enough to freeze the heated water hose from the house to the trailer, so we haven’t had water for two days — but the temps are projected into the 40s and 50s over the weekend, so that will help.
Frank has contracted to plow at a hospital/medical center when we get about an inch or more of snow, so he’s finally been busy in January. He was out most of Saturday night doing a clean-up, and I agreed to shovel out the driveway before he got back. I bundled up and headed out around 6:45 a.m. Continue reading “Brrr, it’s cold…”
Hi, peeps, it’s your favorite Schipperke with a tiny bit of Pomeranian sprinkled in! Yes, it’s Pip!
The tiny house on the right belongs to me! Turns out Mommy and Daddy and I all have tiny houses! Mommy took this picture of me the other day, and she tried to get me in or next to my house, but I’m too quick for her. She settled for me and house.
In that picture, my house looks like one of my toys, but it’s really a good size for me. It’s cozy and quiet, and they have a little heating thingy in there that I lay on with my blanket. (I couldn’t get the two pictures to match without taking up the whole page. Mommy couldn’t quite figure it out, either.) Continue reading “Cold puppy!”
It’s funny what can make us happy sometimes. As our trailer odyssey progresses, we had hoped to have the house itself further along by now (and actually to have it habitable, if not finished). Along the line, we did the math and determined that we had enough money to build a pole barn instead and put the trailer inside. We would then heat the barn to 50-55ºF and give the Atwood furnace inside the trailer a break. Continue reading “Sometimes the oddest things…”
You know, this trailer life sometimes makes me long for a house, any house. I never dreamed that there were so many things I took for granted, simply because they’ve existed in my world from birth. Running water, electricity, heat, garbage collection, a real bathroom, a real kitchen (even when I don’t cook), etc., etc.
Please realize that I’m not complaining about this situation. My husband and I made a choice that would be unusual for most people, including us. I’m learning all kinds of work-arounds in this weensy dorm-room-like setting. And then I think about all the folks that don’t have any type of shelter or who have been forced into, well, a corner. Continue reading “Things we take for granted…”
I have been fortunate enough for most of my life to have a washer and a dryer inside my house. Whether it was at Mom’s, Grandma’s, or eventually my own house, we would just run down the basement, put a load in, and run back up. Who knew I would be so nostalgic for something like this.
There’s no good way to have a laundry pair here yet. While we left our other appliances when we moved, we brought our washer and dryer with us. They’re sitting in yet another storage tent with the furniture. In this gigantic game of Tetris, we have plans to get these set up soon(ish). Until then, I cram half the trailer into my car every week and head to the local Laundromat. Continue reading “Laundry is an issue”