Draco and I have been together for nearly 18 years. One day soon, I intend to start working on the series included under the About Us page called Our Story, but for now, let me explain why we are choosing to move into such a small space.
Over the years, I think Draco and I have lived in just about every living situation you can imagine. The only thing we haven’t done, is bought something of our own. We’ve rented, lived with roommates, lived with family, and at one time, we even shared a home with 2 other families.
For some, sharing space is a wonderful and economic idea. Shared housing expenses (if everyone pays like they’re supposed to) means more money in your pocket, but, sharing space with other people, no matter how much you may like or love them, is never easy. There will often be conflict or drama of some sort, no matter how hard you try not to get on each others nerves.
Draco and I both have very dominant personalities. We’re used to ruling our own roost (although we have lived with others over the years, more often than not, we’ve rented a place just for our little family). We’re both 40-ish and becoming set in our ways. It’s not as hard to get under our skin as it once was.
We’ve been living with a girl who we’ve known since she was 16. She’s now in her 20’s, and a mother, with a live-in boyfriend. Our niece, Chicklet, also lives here and currently, her wife, Miss Nasty (a running family joke said lovingly), live here too. That’s a lot of people, and a lot of personalities in one space.
We decided when B’s boyfriend moved in that we needed to get our own place, our own space, once again. The shiny of living with others has worn off and we’re ready, but let’s face it, Draco just changed jobs (and took a $2/hr pay cut ~ even though we consider it worth the cut), and renting a place is expensive these days.
Chicklet happens to have some friends that were living in a camper out of necessity a few years ago. Since then, their situation has changed and now the camper sits defunct in their front yard gathering dirt and dead leaves. I approached them a few months ago about their willingness to sell. They quickly agreed, quoting a price that Draco and I felt was worth it and the deal was made.
Now, as tax season quickly approaches, we’ll be paying off the camper and begin the process of remodeling it (most of which will occur while we live in it). We will be moving into it as soon as we’re certain that things are “fixed-enough” for it to be livable. We will be moving it about 20 minutes down the road to an RV park in the town where we lived with my parents when my mother was dying.
In all honesty, living with my parents while my mother was passing was one of the hardest living situations we’ve ever experienced, but, we actually liked the town we lived in at the time and the thought of moving back there stirs something akin to a feeling of “going home” in both of us.
The camper will be ours, free and clear after we get our tax money, so we will have a home that no one can take away from us. It will be ours. No payments, no debt. Every penny we put into it will be an investment in ourselves and not someone else. The expenses of living in a camper are going to run us about what we pay here, sharing space with two other families, except we’ll have our own space and we’ll be about 10 minutes from Draco’s new job.
I know that we will face challenges as we adjust to living in a small space, which is partly why I decided to make this blog. Now, I have somewhere to talk about the challenges, and how we over-come them, or somewhere to vent if I get frustrated.
Over-all, Draco and I are both very excited about moving into our small space and we will most likely call it the same thing we call the blog. Our “Tiny Hearth”.
Have you ever lived in a home with multiple families or in a “tiny hearth” of your own?