I’m more flexible than I thought…

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Making the bed in the trailer is a exercise in, well, exercise! The heart rate goes up, I break a sweat, sometimes there’s counting of repetitions, and swearing is a must.

Some of you might have had to make the top bed in a bunk, or perhaps your bed was in a corner, where you struggled a bit getting the clean sheets on the wall side. This takes it all to a whole new level.

Because it is a bump-out, there is only one open side to this bed. The head, foot, and one side are all against walls. Tight against walls. Continue reading “I’m more flexible than I thought…”

Cold puppy!

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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!”

Sometimes the oddest things…

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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…”

Laundry is an issue

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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”

“Dog On Premises”

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Hi, world! I didn’t know I could do this, but I can use Mommy’s flat thing that opens up so she can make words! I’m Pip, the family schipperke!

I know — what’s a schipperke??? I’m a small black snuggling dog!

For those of you who don’t know what a schipperke is (which is probably most of you; don’t feel bad), I am a fairly good representation, especially in the picture on the left. I am not a purebred, though. Somewhere in my past is a Pomeranian. I think it makes me even cuter! Continue reading ““Dog On Premises””

(Psst, it’s me, the furnace…)

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(Quick, She‘s not listening — Hi, I’m the Atwood 7920ii furnace and I am the heart of this operation. If I’m not happy, nobody’s happy….

The picture above is what I looked like 10 years ago. I still look great now, because until They bought the trailer, I think I had only been used three times. Now I run probably every three minutes. It has been COLD here. Continue reading “(Psst, it’s me, the furnace…)”

Merry Christmas!!

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Hello, all! Even though I can’t fit a tree in the trailer (which pains me), we can still celebrate Christmas! The photo above shows my decorations — because I HAD to have some decorations — and they make me happy.

Two tiny retro trees from the big box store flank a beautiful hand-painted winter scene from the local craft boutique. I added some red tinsel and mini lights, and I am satisfied for this season. These all sit on top of the “dining room” window treatment, and I have Christmas cards pinned there as well. It looks festive. Merry and bright. Continue reading “Merry Christmas!!”

It’s 25 degrees — the pipes are frozen again!

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Like much of the U.S., we had a stretch of really cold days in November and early December. The past few years were pretty warm through this period, and while we were hopeful for another mild autumn, what we got was early deep winter.

Our plan was to get a pole barn built by early autumn. Long-term, this will be where Frank will keep most of his landscaping equipment and be able to work on trucks and trailers during inclement weather. Short-term, we hatched the brilliant plot to park the trailer inside to keep the water pipes from freezing.

Curses, foiled again. New plan: torpedo heater. Continue reading “It’s 25 degrees — the pipes are frozen again!”

Showering gets interesting…

You will never see a picture from inside my bathroom because there is no way to get any kind of camera angle!

Showering can be very interesting — on a number of levels.

(Wait! I don’t mean it that way! There’s probably no room for that way!)

The tub is child-sized. It measures 18″ (one and a half feet) by 31″ (two and a half feet). The whole bathroom is only six feet wide, including the 18″ of tub width. The tub is perfectly sized for my fifteen-pound dog. Continue reading “Showering gets interesting…”

The Barbie DreamHouse

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Since 1962, a lot of little girls have coveted the Barbie DreamHouse. I was one of them. I never got one, although one of my cousins got me some sort of Barbie boutique in the mid-60s that was made out of pressed cardboard and didn’t survive its years in the attic.

I am fairly certain that it was bigger than this trailer.

We spend our early lives imagining what it would be like to exist in another dimension, with perfect hair, an extensive wardrobe, the perfect spouse (with the perfect smile), a pink convertible (since as far as I know, Barbie’s car didn’t come in an all-black option), in a tiny portable world that could be disassembled and shoved under the bed.

Here I am, kind of living in that world of tiny portability. It doesn’t come with the hair or the wardrobe (although I can keep more clothes inside than I thought I could), and the spouse is great, with a mischievous smile. And my car is all black — and it can almost pull my house! Remember, I told you (me) to be careful what you (I) wish for….