We’re busy busy busy and fast approaching 10% done time-wise without being 10% done with the work!… So, blog updates are going to be mostly pictures for a while as that’s faster than typing. More wordy posts if and when I can manage them. For now:
Tiny house gets a name, the Carriage House, and a front door sign. Carriage House Antiques was the name of my grandparents’ (Mimi and Papa’s) antiques business, now also the name of our tiny house business.
Whisky isn’t quite sure what to do with scorpions…
Was having a great conversation with Pops on the way to the courthouse about tiny homes as a way to step away from the cycle of more stuff = better. Then parked right across the street from this place.
Our beautiful local courthouse.
Aw shucks, couldn’t take my handgun in. Another, much smaller, sign inside said no knives. On that one Pops and I actually did have to turn around, only to find out when we got back but that we weren’t in the right building anyway.
Welcome to Llano. Tried to pay the notary who witnessed our signatures on the Doing Business As documentation, was told ‘oh no, this is Llano.’ Where apparently everything is free?
This seemed fitting for the location where we officially registered Carriage House Tiny Homes seeing as Papa (who’s Carriage House Antiques business name we are inheriting) was a Mason.
We have wheels! Trailer frame (designed and manufactured by Pops) is in transit. More on this as soon as our patent comes through.
The Clark family workshop, where the word ‘organized’ is only ever uttered in conjunction with the word ‘chaos’.
Had recently read this article in the BBC on how Stonehenge might have been built:http://www.bbc.com/news/uk-36364498. Decided to try it out using metal tube as sliders to move the 400lb scale we’ll be using to weigh everything we put in the tiny house. Turns out those humans 5000 years ago were pretty smart!
Whisky’s been getting some competition for his role as Carriage House mascot.
Let there be light! Now folks will be able to see us on the road at night.
Hm, why won’t this thing open?
Where’s Waldo? I mean Whisky.
Whisky wanted to know if this was heaven.
Nearly an hour later: we can’t go under it, we’ll have to go through it https://youtu.be/0gyI6ykDwds.
What kind of a tree needs 2 inch thorns?
What’s left of the door.
Free tiny house siding (1/3 of what we need) and beams! Thanks Sammy and Regina!
Hm, should I leave these on?
Admiring their work.
We wore Whisky out.
More donated materials, this time for the solar air furnace and air-to-air heat exchanger. Thanks Linda!
And the 7th day was the day of getting everything crossed off the top do list that we’d missed during the first 6.
And this is why my house will be half kitchen. Mmm etouffee.
Our cedar jackpot aging in the sun.
Found this at the Habitat for Humanity ReStore. Will make a great door for Whisky’s bed area.
Was wondering if the burlap coffee sack was real or a replica, then these fell out.
Road trip in a pickup. Plenty of space for three!
Look. It’s a tiny house!
This reminded me of the debacle about the cubicle they built with two toilets in the Sochi Olympics complex. Apparently America always needs to one up the Russians, though two of these were out of order.
Another example of why I need a great kitchen. Trying to convert my parents to the veggie side.
What a great dinner view!