I have a few days of work left before my holiday starts and I can finally start packing! I can really do with a break now, but I’m not the only one in need of a break. Dimka is also rather stressed. But the end is in sight; on May 22nd my Tiny House will finally be delivered to my new address. To tell the truth I’m still not sure where that is! Hahaha. It remains a mystery until the bitter end. Well, hopefully not bitter, but sweet! Last Monday we submitted the final proposal for the Tiny House pilot to the Gasfabriek in Alkmaar asking them for permission to live there in my off-grid Tiny House from the third week of May onwards. Councilor Pieter Dijkman has received my application and has indicated that he will do his best to arrange that I have an answer within two weeks. So, I hope to finally get permission by the end of this week! Then I can continue to organize the big move: inform the media, change my address, arrange my insurance, prepare the place, etc.
Until then, there’s plenty to do in my old house. The final phase of downsizing has begun. Now I’m lucky to have a neighbor who is moving into my old house and who also wants to keep a lot of my stuff. Therefore, it’s really a matter of cleaning up and closing the door behind me. I couldn’t have had better luck, and the neighbor is also overjoyed that she won’t have to carry her groceries up the stairs anymore. It is a win-win situation and I love it! But I also have some stuff that I must get rid of or sell. Some things I am attached to and I find it hard to get rid of. My huge spice rack is an example of that; I’m very attached to it but because it’s 115 x 78 cms, it’s just way too big for my new Tiny House. I’ve considered making it smaller, but that would be a waste. I’d rather give it to someone else who can use it and will appreciate it. I posted a message on Facebook and immediately received a message from someone who was interested in my spice rack. That went very fast! I’m not sure if I am happy that I have gotten rid of it, but my head tells me that it is better to give it to someone who needs it. This is part of letting go of my old lifestyle and I know that I will be very happy in my Tiny House.
Meanwhile, I had a small collision with my old house last week. I stormed up the stairs on Monday night, stumbled on the last step and slammed head first into the opposite wall. Bam! What a huge blow! I couldn’t do anything for a while, it hurt so much! I put an icepack on it and phoned the doctor. I was slightly nauseous and shaking. I felt very much alone. I had no one to wake me up every two hours, but that wasn’t necessary because I didn’t feel like I had concussion at the time. I did have a black eye and on Thursday it really looked bad!
Was that a farewell present from my old house? A literal case of domestic violence? Or maybe a sign that I need to slow down. I have a bit more work to do and then I can have a well-deserved holiday. For the first two weeks in my Tiny House I will be free, so Jack, Hella and I can take our time getting used to it. I can’t wait!