I
have a problem with this latest announcement from Tumbleweed.
It's no
secret I like Tiny Houses. They interest me on a couple of levels. Well,
for one, they are cute as hell. Secondly, they are bigger and cosier
than a shopping cart. It is a sad truth, but the number one fear of
women in the 50 and over category is not living without the love of a
good man, but ending up in poverty and living out of a shopping cart. (The
man is second. Or third, if you count keeping your teeth). Thirdly,
living in a Tiny House and the inherent savings of sucking it up and
living small and cute while I am still making the big bucks as a
therapist (lmfao here!) could leverage me into the small house/large
garden I would REALLY like to have. A giant catch up and recovery from
the Great Recession. In short, if I were to a) actually play the lottery
and b) win it, I would be shopping for houses and not for Tiny Houses.
Here's what bothers me about the whole, "If WE build
it for you, charge you upwards of $40k, then and only then can it be
insured and labeled as a legal RV. AND FINANCED. Imagine, for $400 a
month and for only half the time it would take you buy a home [with a lot], you can
own your own Tiny House." Isn't that fab? I can become a debt-slave for
a 120 square feet or I can move to Georgia and buy a freaking mansion.
Or Michigan and buy one on a lake. Or go freaking homestead in Detroit RIGHT
NOW and buy a house for $1, if I have the balls, the shot gun and the
pit bull that would make that all possible (I know, I know, not all pit
bulls can fulfill my dreams here. Some of them, and I have met them, are
lovers. Bailey "Sanchez" Hilinsky, I am talking to you, Dude).
At first glance, I was thinking, "Oh, great! Flexibility for folks!" However, I'm kind
of angry there is a seduction opportunity away from the reduce, save,
learn some on the job skills by building it yourself and feeling your
competence, or save and make it make it happen over time, and enjoy the freedom of being debt free, counter-culture, flying
under the radar you personage-of-civil-disobedience-you, celebrating
your Bad Ass Mama Self and be a Tiny House builder or owner and instead sell out for immediate gratification
at 10xs the ultimate cost and get it all now without sweating it.
I also
hate that it's tempting.
Is there any way in hell I will pay a mortgage
until I'm 70 so I can own 120 square feet? Please, don't hold your
collective breath, I like you all too much to have to watch how that
would play out.
insured and labeled as a legal RV. AND FINANCED. Imagine, for $400 a
month and for only half the time it would take you buy a home [with a lot], you can
own your own Tiny House." Isn't that fab? I can become a debt-slave for
a 120 square feet or I can move to Georgia and buy a freaking mansion.
Or Michigan and buy one on a lake. Or go freaking homestead in Detroit RIGHT
NOW and buy a house for $1, if I have the balls, the shot gun and the
pit bull that would make that all possible (I know, I know, not all pit
bulls can fulfill my dreams here. Some of them, and I have met them, are
lovers. Bailey "Sanchez" Hilinsky, I am talking to you, Dude). 
