Walking out of the house one day with my two young men (Jace is four and Kasen is three), they naturally left the door to our loft wide open and continued to walk down the stairs as if they didn’t have a care in the world (which is true). I, of course, lovingly yelled up to them, “Boys…do you live in a barn?”
Jace stared blankly back at me for a minute. Blinked. Then very mater-of-fact stated “Yes, mom. We do.” This ever so popular phrase to coerce children to close the doors is not working in this house. Because we do, in fact, live in a barn.
Ok so we don’t have chickens running around inside of our home or hay bales for furniture — those are outside. It is actually a cute little, half-finished apartment upstairs. Complete with running water, a modern toilet, shower, and even a little kitchen with a stove and fridge.
This is a pretty temporary home for us right now as we are awaiting my husbands first assignment as a park ranger up here in the Pacific Northwest. Then after that we will be official nomads — jumping from park to park, going wherever the seasonal jobs may take us.
But for right now, this is our home. A one bedroom, rustic, romantic loft on a little piece of land with chickens, fruit trees, and love.
Our bed is in the main area which can also be used as the couch, wrestling mat, laundry folding station, snuggle area, and computer desk.
A few feet away is our kitchen and eating area that is also our schooling area. Yes, we are just diving into the homeschool lifestyle that teeters on un-schooling right now. I figure that there’s plenty of learning opportunities throughout our day-to-day activities!
The two boys share the bedroom where we can confine their one bucketful of toys we brought along.
Our key to living in a small space? Purge, condense, and multi-use everything. We moved up here with only what fit in the back of our pickup truck and we are expecting to move every 6-12 months so keeping things organized and uncluttered is a must.
We spend our days outdoors, exploring the land around us, finding new flora and fauna we’ve never seen before and researching our finds.
We are just starting this nomad life and loving it so far. We move from our little loft in about a month and we have no idea what we will walk into when we get to the park we are stationed at. It’s exciting, it’s scary, it’s freeing!
My biggest concern? Not having beds or a table to eat on when we walk into an unfurnished cabin. I figure life is pretty grand when that is the biggest worry I have.