I came across an interesting documentary recently. Directed by Kirsten Dirksen, We the Tiny House People explores the tiny house movement.
For five years Dirksen travelled the world and looked inside extremely small homes. She met people living in caves, converted garages, trailers, tool sheds, river boats and even a former pigeon coop. Many were looking for “simplicity, self-sufficiency, minimalism and happiness” in these small spaces.
The idea of very small space living has been on my mind a bit lately.
The little one use to have a big playroom in the basement and I had a bit of a makeshift office upstairs.
When we set up this basement playroom we imagined it being a sort of family room where we’d all hang out. We even put a pinball machine and a foosball table down there so that the grownups would have some toys as well. I figured the little one would play down there while I made dinner or on rainy days.
But it never became that happening spot we imagined.
We didn’t really use either space that much. The little one often just brought her toys upstairs and I would often just work downstairs at the dining room table.
So this weekend, we moved the little one’s playroom to the spare room upstairs and my desk went into the basement.
The new playroom is much smaller but it works so much better. We love it in there! It seems less far away because we’re upstairs quite a bit. The little one plays while I get ready in the morning and after dinner the man and I will sit in there and drink tea or share a beer while she pokes around.
The thing is, the old playroom had too much space and not enough cozy. It separated us. Not being so spread out is one of the things I miss about our apartment.
It’s a busy time for our family. I’m working a lot and we’re really trying to find little ways to stay connected. Lately, that means I do some work in the kitchen while the man cooks or taking 20 minutes after dinner to just sit in the little playroom, laugh with our daughter and talk about the day.
We’re kind of amazed by the instant calming effects of this smaller and simpler space and of being together even when we’re doing separate things.
I’ve never wanted a large home. Our current house isn’t very big at all and I still find it big. Since having a child I’ve become quite fascinated with small space (to the extreme) living. I find it so neat how many families have adapted to such tiny homes and apartments. Honestly, if I won the lottery I probably wouldn’t move to a bigger house.
There is a special kind of warmth in a small space.
In 1950, when families were bigger, most houses in Canada were less than 1,000 square feet. Today, most are close to 2,000 square feet. However, in many other parts of the world, including China and the UK, small homes are the norm.
But the average house size in Canada has fallen in recent year and more and more people are opting for simpler dwellings.
Don’t get me wrong. I love my home, have no plans to leave it, consider my self incredibly fortunate to have it, and would probably grow frustrated with a wall bed or micro kitchen…But a part of me is really drawn to the idea of extreme downsizing.
What do you think? Could you and your family live in one of the tiny houses in this film?