So, it was always my plan to blog about my tiny house adventure, downsizing into my 20′ tiny house on wheels for my retirement. What I have realized since then, is that, true to my nature, I have chosen to multi-task once again. My life adventure isn’t just about tiny house living. It’s also about living on a farm. Two adventures in one! For me, they seem compatible, though I find myself having to adjust things in my space, while also including the chores and general up keep that a farm requires.
Recently, my sister has set aside Saturdays to come out and work on the farm. She does this in a “spare” time from her regular job. She’s like the energizer bunny, and though I have joked about her being a task master, I do enjoy working along side of her, and spending time with her. I just know that when she comes out to the farm, my day and my efforts are re-doubled. It’s a work day!
Today, we finished moving and organizing piles that were partially buried and almost forgotten. It’s good to find a better place to store things, and also be able to see what you actually have. That project was followed by getting up on top of the horse arena to sweep and blow all the debris off. Once I get there, I do pretty well, but the ladder part always presents a challenge, more so going down than up.
Step two is pressure washing that side of the arena, which includes four separate horse paddocks with individual automatic water stations. The debris from the roof needs to be cleaned up, but also, the side of the arena, and the outside of the gutters. All this required me to move the pressure washer from paddock to paddock, along with a ladder that I call a “stand alone” ladder. I can actually climb up that ladder and sit on the top. I feel that comfortable! That’s very different from the light weight aluminum ladder that you lean up against a wall to climb onto the roof of the arena.
Now, pressure washing above your head means you will get wet, and you will get dirty. For whatever reason, I actually like to pressure wash. I think it has something to do with the instant gratification I get when things come clean (for the most part). This season of pressure washing has come in sections. I have done one side of the arena one day, another side another day. I still have to work on the inside. It’s a big arena, and its a big job. But for now the sun has gone down, I’ve taken a shower and I’m soaking my work clothes in the sink because they’re actually too dirty to wear again. I might add at this juncture, that I opted to not have a washer and dryer unit in my tiny house. I do have a Wonder Wash which requires me to turn a handle (God forbid that I would have to put some effort into washing clothes). I also have an electric spinner, and the combination of those two items works quite well for me in the clothes washing department for the time being.
So, I will soon call it a day. I am tired, and that is a good feeling.