Yes, it is actually a hashtag.
It is difficult for me to explain why Washington DC was not for us. It wasn’t our jam. It wasn’t our cup of tea. Simply put, we have a different palate, we went to the wrong Washington.
After months of telling every person I met, from strangers in the check out lane, to the horrible hairdresser who chopped my hair (when your friend says, “Oh my gosh! There is a huge chunk missing on the left side!!”). I told my friends, I shared it on local social media, I told my barista, I told the zoo keeper, every farmers market vendor, I wrote email after email and not a single bite. The RV park had become our home where we didn’t want to live.
One single phone call to a friend in Seattle and our Tiny has a place to park among friends. We live in a Tiny House Community!!!
Our home is parked in the Seattle area between BentoBox and The Tiny Tack House. Our neighbors Sean Burke, and Chris and Malissa Tack have welcomed our little family and we love it here, I burble over with happiness on the daily.
We have a place to park, water, electric, internet and access to a conventional home, our common house, where we have every regular amenity we might be missing in our Tiny, which really isn’t much, but I do love the washer and dryer!
Sunday, January 24th, we will have a Tiny House Meet Up if you would like to join us.
We still need a name for our Tiny House Community! What would you suggest?
Photo rendering by Malissa Tack