Happy Monday everyone! Today I am happy to announce a new feature on the blog entitled, drum roll, please, “The Small Life.” “The Small Life” will feature people from across the globe that live a small life in an Airstream, a bus, a van, a tiny house or other unconventional spaces. The first feature is from Todd. Todd is taking an unimaginably difficult time in his life and is turning it around with small living. Take it away Todd. – Melanie
Not quite a year ago, my life was turned upside down when my wife and I decided to part ways. Homeless with only a few changes of clothes and my dog, Wyatt, we started sleeping on the floor of my friends architecture studio. It wasn’t too bad; dry and warm. It was a good place to sort through emotions, let the proverbial dust settle and plot my next move.
After a couple of months, with the unconditional love and support of family, I decided to set out and find an Airstream to move in. Fortunately, one turned up in Florida and within a couple weeks I was towing it back to the mountains of Asheville.
Getting the Airstream, I hope is only the first step of many to creating a new life for Wyatt and I. As a result of moving into 153 sqft, most of my worldly possessions needed to go. After much thought, I realized that it was just stuff. Sentimental items are merely items that remind of us a specific memory. I will always have the memory, which takes up less space than the stuff. Clothes are still being widdled down to only the bare essentials. If its not my most favorite thing to wear or if I haven’t worn it in the last month, it gets donated. Even new stuff gets intense scrutiny; does buying this thing move me in the direction of getting me on the road full time, does this limit me financially from exploring, traveling and creating new adventures, is this something that I simply want? Only items that facilitate adventure and create epic memories, makes the cut into 153 sqft.
By no means am I free of “stuff”, but I’m getting down to the essentials and a couple more rounds of purging, and I will be there. Free of most clutter, allowing my mind to focus on just being.
Ironically, soon after I got the Airstream, the one thing I did want to buy was a t-shirt that exemplified the spirit of the Airstream. Unfortunately, I found none. With the help of my sister, we set out to design our own t-shirt and so “Itinerant Shirts” was born. I don’t have any grand visions of getting rich, but rather spreading and sharing the itinerant spirit with others. I hope to release new editions every so often show casing other’s art. The first edition is available on Etsy under itinerant shirts. I should mention that I’ve only had 1 sale and that was from my sister. No worries, if they don’t sell, every single one that I made is in the exact size and color that I would want to wear.
Hope my verbal “snap shot” gives you an idea of why I’m living small….to allow focus on what really matters, just being.
-Todd and Wyatt
If you want to submit your own Small Life, email me asmalllifemelanie @ gmail dot com.
This weekend we took a little trip up to DC to visit my sister. My mom offered to drive and we could stay with my little sis, so I couldn’t say “no” to a free trip.
My mom is a mail carrier, so we decided to visit the National Postal Museum. It was surprisingly engaging. I didn’t think stamps and mail delivery could be so interesting. The exhibits were super interactive and the building was gorgeous.
I could live in this old mail train car.
We also visited a Russian restaurant and had such a fun time. Our waiter had the stereotypical Russian disposition and we ordered a Russian roulette (aka 6 shots of different vodkas.) It was fun times all around. I only wish I had worn more (faux) fur.
The weekend ended much, much too early.
What did you do over the weekend? Let me know in the comments!
Mom! Stop cleaning so you can play with me. Oiy. Such a needy one.
I’ve been a little light on posting lately. To be honest I needed a little brain break. George and I had planned to go to the mountains this past weekend, but it just didn’t happen. There’s always something to do around the ol’ Airstream that seems much more important than having fun. Le sigh. Most of the weekend consisted of grown up activities like grocery shopping, dishes doing, breakfast cooking and fall cleaning. Is that a thing?
Oh yeah, being an adult means lots of napping too.
How was your weekend? Let me know in the comments!
Does anyone else feel like October – January 1 is a whirlwind? It’s my busiest season, for sure. Only one more day in September, then we’re racing to the year’s finish line. And no surprise here, I’m already behind on work, blogging and… well… life. Because someone over commits. (This girl.)
In true over commitment fashion, this weekend we set up at the flea market. We occasionally will set up to sell some stuff and make a little cash. (Here’s my tips on how to sell at flea markets here.) I love purging out closets and this time my mom gave me a few things to sell, as well, since we’ve mostly rid ourselves of worldly possessions
We made a couple of bucks. Nothing spectacular, but every little bit counts.
On Sunday we had planned to just get our shiznit together. Clean around the house, make lunches, prepare for the week, etc. But that plan was foiled when we discovered some old friends were in town.
My “organizer” personality was freaking out a bit, but I’m so glad we ditched everything to catch up with friends. One of those old friends had recently been in a motorcycle accident and it really reminded me to live for today. At the end of my life I won’t say, “Well, I wish I had cleaned my house more.”
Are we getting too deep for a Tuesday? Maybe. But Fall Break is this week and I’m taking next Monday off to just live life.
I hope you have the best of weeks!
This weekend I visited my mom and dad while George was away on business. It was conveniently the weekend of a local Pow Wow that I’ve been visiting since I was a wee thing. Fall always reminds me of pow wow time. The air is crisp, the drums are loud and I’m rocking my moccasins.
I don’t talk much about this on ye ol’ blog, but I am Isleta Pueblo and my heritage is an important part of my life.
This pow wow was small, but enjoyable. Even though I’m trying to save money, I did spend a little bit on a glorious pair of earrings. I’m trying not to feel guilty about it. We all need a little treat every now and then.
What did you do this weekend?
Let me know in the comments!
Much like last weekend, this weekend started out with pizza… and wine. Because this week left me (and everyone else at work) at our wit’s end.
As George would say, pizza and wine pair well together.
Many Saturdays we’ll head to the flea market, not because we need more stuff (we never need more stuff!) but George will often sell vintage on his Instagram Flash Sale. This particular Saturday was miserable. It started raining and both Bambi and I were hating it. I had to carry her the entire time because this little priss doesn’t like to get her paws wet.
Saturday night we went to George’s cousin’s wedding. It was at a Natural History Museum and it was so, so cool. All the kids loved it– including my niece (above.) I kind of loved it too. It felt a little like Night at the Museum with loud music.
We clean up pretty good.
How was your weekend? Let me know in the comments!
There are times when the Airstream feels a little cramped. Luckily George and I didn’t grow up in big houses, but when we visit friends or family and then come back to our 188 square feet, it can feel a bit cramped.
One day we’ll have a bit more room (just a bit!). George will be able to stretch out his art stuff, Bambi can run around the house like the wild, little dog she is and I can spread out all the veggies I could ever want to chop, but until then when it feels a little cramped, we go outside. Going outside is a blessing when the weather is nice. I immediately feel better when I step outside and take a minute to just enjoy nature. But when that chill in the air comes back and the air smells like snow, there will be no more going outside for long periods of time. So I’m trying to soak it up while I still can.
Friday I was feeling a little cramped and it was so insanely pretty outside, so we ate dinner off paper plates and sat in little fold out chairs. Our setup wasn’t fancy or even very pretty, but it was enjoyable.
Whenever we do get new, small digs I hope we’re right smack dab in the middle of nature. I really think it’s the way humans were meant to live.
Viva la country life!