Let me start this off by telling you that I once fantasized about building and living in a portable tiny house. I had the plans picked out and the dream was real. I shopped on Tumbleweedhouses.com and fell in love with the Aspen. I really wanted to make it happen.

However, the new place I moved into for the next 20 days is tiny. I mean…

The bathroom is super tiny and I’m rather concerned about how I’m going to manage to shower in such a small space. I’ll figure it out, no doubt, but it’s going to be a challenge.

There is one really nifty feature about this place. It has a composting toilet. Whatever goes in gets ground up after you flush. It’s something I’ve never encountered before so I’m sharing it.

Now before you start thinking I don’t like the place, that’s not entirely true. It’s neat, tidy, art on the walls, plants to decorate it, functionally succinct. It doesn’t have a stove, but it has a microwave. There is enough storage that I don’t feel like I’m living out of my suitcase.

Plus side, my butt is going to be amazing after the stay here. It’s on the top floor (aka the 5th floor) with no elevator. Try carrying a 50lb suitcase up those puppies. My arms and my back are reminding me that I’m an idiot. Another plus side is, I only had to carry them up once and don’t have to carry them down for 20 days.

The woman whose daughter owns the place met me this morning. She allowed me early check-in and drove in from the countryside to do so. She was dressed impeccably with a short blonde bob, square thick framed glasses, and a working understanding of English. She was so kind. I enjoyed speaking with her very much. I gave her two Appalachian potholders that were handmade by an artisan from back home. She gave me an assortment of cakes. We chatted for a bit about this and that. She actually carried my grocery buggy and my carryon up all five flights, then came back and carried my overstuffed big suitcase up the last flight. With keys in hand, we bid adieu.

I unpacked quickly. I made a short list of items to get (sharp knife and a bread knife, bath towel that would fit me, and a real coffee mug). I returned to the MonoPrix store which is a couple of blocks away. I was able to find everything I needed to stock my fridge too.

The chair I’m sitting in is a white plastic sling chair with metal legs. I’m telling you this because I farted in it and it amplified it to the point it startled me a bit. Desolee’ (sorry).

There is a small window, I think it’s facing North.