I have had a few drinks, and whenever I've had a few drinks, I start thinking about shit I want that I cannot have anytime soon. It's like booze is future-juice, you know?
Tonight, I am looking at itty bitty houses. I want one of these. I'm actually researching neighborhoods with no HOAs so that I can have an itty bitty house in my backyard.
People look at me weird when I say I want one of these, but I don't think they get the feeling you have when you have literally never lived on your own. I lived with parents, then my ex, then my ex and kids, back to my parents (with kids), and then my husband. I have never had a wee space that was just mine.
So, yeah. I want a wee house. Come look at tiny houses with me.