"Mama Said There'll Be Days Like This"

Just after I began to build tiny, I came across an interview with Gabriella Morrison that really resonated for me and I saved it. You can read it here. The part that struck me was where she talks about the doubts that she and her husband experienced while coming to the decision to build their tiny home. Family and friends doubted them and they doubted themselves.

Now, of course, they are very happy in their tiny home and can hardly remember the difficulties they faced earlier. It's been rather encouraging for me to re-read that section of the interview a few times.  It's a topic that doesn't often make its way into the inspiring articles and adorable images that populate the tiny house world. 

So, although I'm not a public complainer and although I do know how lucky I am, to be able to build my little gypsy house, I thought I'd go ahead and mention the doubts I've had and the doubts I've encountered from others. Maybe it will help the next person, the way Gabriella's comments helped me.

In the past couple of weeks. I've had a doubt outbreak of global proportions. I've doubted and second-guessed each of the decisions I've made--everything from flooring to floor plans, from trailer to roof. And while I've been dealing with my own doubts (and generally coming to the conclusion that I stand by my decisions) I've also had to explain my plans and desires to the doubting, quizzical faces of a number of contractors and acquaintances.  The process has been a little wearing.

So now, to all those doubters out there, I would just like to say:

• unconventional does not mean wrong, 
  
• my lifestyle is not a threat to your lifestyle, and 
  
• deviating from the US standard of living does not automatically doom a person to misery and squalor.

There, I've vented. Now maybe it's time I take a break and address the most pressing doubt of all: Is there or is there not enough chocolate in the nearby grocery store to get me through this process?