It’s amazing how fast I adapt to my surroundings. Day one I was feeling claustrophobic and depressed. It's twelve steps from the front door to the back door. And twelve steps up to the lofted second floor. This is a big difference from my 1100 sqft condo in Chicago. But after unpacking, on day two life was already looking up. And by day ten, it’s a perfect little abode. Who have I become, I kind of like the small space.
Of course, that may be because I know it’s just temporary for this month. Or maybe it’s because I’m finally free from my quarantine and I don't feel trapped inside. Either way, today I’m happy with my tiny house and thought I would share a tour... (Hint: You can also see the Airbnb listing on the "Where in the world" page found in the menu on this blog).
I like the stairs, but I would hate to get off on the wrong foot!
ReplyDeleteI definitely had to set my feet before I ascended and descended each time!
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