FYI. My husband discovered a new television channel called FYI. Everyone wanted to know that, right?
While he was checking out this channel, he discovered a show, “Tiny House Nation.” In other words, people who live in tiny spaces, 500 square feet or less. I don’t know anyone like that.
I guess the tinier the person, the roomier the tiny house feels. For babies, it probably feels like 2,000 square feet until they grow up. Then they’re like, “Wow. This house is smaller than I thought.”
If I were to join the “Tiny House Nation,” I would need to string a few tiny homes together. One for a kitchen, living room, bathroom, a few bedrooms, a few closets... Wait, how many tiny homes is that? Would that equal about 1,900 square feet? I’d probably be the first person to be kicked out of the Tiny House Nation.
Never miss a local story.
My Barbie doll had a tiny house. It was a suitcase. But then, she did have an oversized vanity, almost as tall as her, complete with a mirror. And she had a car. Hmmm… I could live with that – suitcase, vanity and car. Would that be considered living off the grid? Which brings me to another TV show, a “House Hunters” spinoff called “House Hunters: Off the Grid.”
After watching a few of those, I’m like, “ixnay on the off the griday.” I couldn’t resist throwing in a little pig Latin; It seemed like the thing to do. And everyone knows that “ixnay” translated is “nix.” If not, you can find a pig Latin translator online. I keep telling my sister, “It’s true: You can find anything on the Internet.”
So back to living off the grid. One couple was considering a house with a shower that very much resembled a gigantic, black garbage bag filled with water hanging from the ceiling. And then there was a dangerous trek to the outhouse, in the dark, cold, wind, rain, snow or heat of summer. It’s not normal. I think I’d choose a tiny home over living off the grid.
I once read that a snail carries its house wherever it goes. It just picks up and moves whenever the mood strikes. Now that’s the original Tiny House Nation. My Barbie could pick up her suitcase and move whenever she wanted.
But then, there was that oversized vanity thing.