I do not have a dream dinner date but I would be thrilled to get invited to the March Hare’s Tea Party. Or perhaps I should just invite myself like Alice did? I would wear my white knee-length dress with black foliage print and sit perhaps between the Mad Hatter and the narcoleptic Dormouse.
Last week, Micah and I were finally able to officially move into our tiny house by the sea. Enhanced community quarantine notwithstanding, it turned out to be no more difficult than just letting the relevant offices know what our plans were.
After one month in “enhanced community quarantine”, Micah and I finally ventured out of our cave at her parent’s place and braved the great outdoors – well, mostly just the road to our tiny house. We built this thing since December 5 (exactly) and we were never even able to stay in it yet. ItContinue reading “Tiny House – The Return”
Not gonna lie, I’ve been pretty strapped for ideas lately. As an introvert, I always thought that being stuck at home for days on end is going to be easy for me – after all, I pretty much trained for it my entire life. But now that it is happening, I’m mainly fighting the onsetContinue reading “What to do during the pandemic”