I welcome myself to a new place. I dream in homes. A place to call my own. No obscene excess. A place reasonable in size to grow old in. This may be some fun. I will show what I see all around the internet: new things, old posts. No thought to be a big important blogger, just something for my friends. Maybe some new friends?
Below, The Lusby – 117 square feet. Not the smallest offered by Tumbleweed, but the smallest with a bedroom on the bottom floor. Pretty critical.
- my dream home to park near family.
There will be plenty more on this model, this company and the man who brought these into the world, Jay.
I seek a very simple life, and somewhere to plunk down and call home. I’m 40. I’ve moved more than 40 times.
At $50,000 this one may never happen. Hash it out, here. Why not?
More soon. It’s a way of life I seek, and to marry it to my love for modern architecture should be … something.
Insomnia be damned, I am off to lay down anyhow. Long day Thursday and I am to be up in 4 or 5 hours.
