So I made some revisions to the tiny house and it would be possible to actually transport the smart car inside the back. We'd lose the bathroom during transport but both smart car and one scooter would fit. Doesn't look like Dan's going to be scootering so probably we should sell one or something. I like having the parts so it would be best to keep trying to find a spot for it. Trouble is, our tiny house keeps getting longer with that. Well those kinds of details can wait. The way it works, I've got a design I can build up to the last finishing touches without committing to one or two person habitation. I still don't know how in heck to move the house. We really can't afford a lot of truck and then there's the little teardrop, do you tow that also behind the house? Isn't that getting insane? Is a 30' trailer insane? If the trailer is 30' and our house is 24' can we fit the trailer on the house platform for the journey too? Again, details that are not going to be solved till other things get done. Well no matter, I really just wanted to work a little on the house to see if it would be feasible to put a garage on one end, and it is. it's too tight to be a regular functioning garage, but if I have to hire someone to move me and my house away to somewhere with my car and scooter, dog and bird, this will be possible. I can leave the teardrop behind so Dan's got extra towage options. Well, realistically he'll probably just fill it with flooring supply extras and lean more of same against it. Ten years without me and his yard would be a hoarder's set. Sad but true, Dan's got no organization or discretion about what to save and what not and he doesn't pick up or clean up for himself. so weathered piles would just get buried with fresh material. I know this because it's what he's already doing and I'm continuously having to go in and clean up, organize, restack, etc. I toss things out when he's gone and he never notices. I have to, he keeps old batteries, radiators, half boxes of cheap flooring, etc. Pays no attention to it after offloading and there it sits getting in my way. He just hates to waste it and nobody wants it so he figures he'll rescue it, but we can't do anything with it. I keep telling him to take it to the restore but he won't do that either. so I toss it because I'm too busy to ferry the stuff elsewhere. I hate waste too, but time is something you can waste as well.
So I"m feeling better about things with my plans. If I find myself on my own again, a tiny house should be something I can afford on minimal income. I may be able to find said minimal income. Sell the house and pay off the debt then find an income source.
It really would be cool to have a job. I've been accused of malingering so many times in my life I really believe everyone assumes I'm a malingerer. But I'm most assuredly not lazy. I love to contribute. I love to do, to move, to clean, to make, to caretake. I just can't find a place where I am there to work without having to chit chat and wind up offending. so that's another thing this next five years is seeing. I'm going to try again, not for the first time, to stop talking with Dan. He drags me out with "where is my" and "what is" and "I don't get" phrases that appeal to the teacher in me. My inner mantra these days is "I don't have to teach you, or anyone, anything." it's how I keep my mouth glued shut. I think at him "google it." and I walk out. I feel so strongly that he's abusive and immature, hopelessly so, that it helps me remember not to engage. I don't have any intention of treating him like crap, abuse does not excuse abuse. I just don't plan on engaging in chatter with him anymore. It's banal, ignorant, low on insight, and generally inflammatory. what's more, he's just parroting webheads he watches on youtube. I'm sick to death of hearing the stupid and I simply can't hope to bring him up to speed on his politics, all sciences, social sciences, history, human condition, philosophy, religion, and propaganda psychology. so much in my head. I've studied so much! I can see so much, but I can't hope to take a man who floated his education without really earning it in highschool and spent the rest of the time burying his head in very narrow interests, when he wasn't being too sick to even think straight, and bring him up to speed!
Worse yet, he refuses to take any role except that of local expert in any subject. So of course he's not going to learn. so I guess, i just adjust, learn the quiet I want to learn.
I've always wanted to turn off the talk, but I wanted much more to be polite. so even though my chat came out rude and offensive too often, I still thought it better than leaving people with their questions unanswered. Well, there's google for that now, I can stop feeling like that and start leaving them floundering or catching a clue. Almost everyone has google in his pocket. Those few who don't generally a: don't ask questions or b: are well read enough to have meaningful discussions instead of asking dumb questions.
so since Dan and my conversations consist either of brief exchanges of mundane data "I took the trash out already" or else him trying to teach me or me trying to teach him, it'll surely get simpler. S anyway, maybe if I'm alone this much, being quiet all the time, I'll just learn to be quiet all the time. that'd make me much more employable.
So I"m feeling better about things with my plans. If I find myself on my own again, a tiny house should be something I can afford on minimal income. I may be able to find said minimal income. Sell the house and pay off the debt then find an income source.
It really would be cool to have a job. I've been accused of malingering so many times in my life I really believe everyone assumes I'm a malingerer. But I'm most assuredly not lazy. I love to contribute. I love to do, to move, to clean, to make, to caretake. I just can't find a place where I am there to work without having to chit chat and wind up offending. so that's another thing this next five years is seeing. I'm going to try again, not for the first time, to stop talking with Dan. He drags me out with "where is my" and "what is" and "I don't get" phrases that appeal to the teacher in me. My inner mantra these days is "I don't have to teach you, or anyone, anything." it's how I keep my mouth glued shut. I think at him "google it." and I walk out. I feel so strongly that he's abusive and immature, hopelessly so, that it helps me remember not to engage. I don't have any intention of treating him like crap, abuse does not excuse abuse. I just don't plan on engaging in chatter with him anymore. It's banal, ignorant, low on insight, and generally inflammatory. what's more, he's just parroting webheads he watches on youtube. I'm sick to death of hearing the stupid and I simply can't hope to bring him up to speed on his politics, all sciences, social sciences, history, human condition, philosophy, religion, and propaganda psychology. so much in my head. I've studied so much! I can see so much, but I can't hope to take a man who floated his education without really earning it in highschool and spent the rest of the time burying his head in very narrow interests, when he wasn't being too sick to even think straight, and bring him up to speed!
Worse yet, he refuses to take any role except that of local expert in any subject. So of course he's not going to learn. so I guess, i just adjust, learn the quiet I want to learn.
I've always wanted to turn off the talk, but I wanted much more to be polite. so even though my chat came out rude and offensive too often, I still thought it better than leaving people with their questions unanswered. Well, there's google for that now, I can stop feeling like that and start leaving them floundering or catching a clue. Almost everyone has google in his pocket. Those few who don't generally a: don't ask questions or b: are well read enough to have meaningful discussions instead of asking dumb questions.
so since Dan and my conversations consist either of brief exchanges of mundane data "I took the trash out already" or else him trying to teach me or me trying to teach him, it'll surely get simpler. S anyway, maybe if I'm alone this much, being quiet all the time, I'll just learn to be quiet all the time. that'd make me much more employable.