When we get on the subject of living small, the first two questions that inevitably come up are:
- How is Henry adjusting?
- How are the dogs adjusting?
So to answer these burning questions – since I’m an expert after living in 32o square feet for 3 months …
Henry. Loves. The. Barn.
Henry is so stinking happy in the barn that it has become an ongoing challenge to get him to leave the barn.
You think I’m kidding.
We literally have to trick him to leave the barn. And then when we are strapping him into the car seat he realizes it and begs to “STAY AT DADDYS BARN.” It’s kind of heartbreaking.
But momma needs her Starbucks, kid. (Kidding. Not kidding.)
A few things he loves:
- He can see all of his stuff (trains) and his people (us) and his animals (pugs) from any locale.
- He can beckon (yell at) us from anywhere and be heard.
- There are sliding pocket doors.
- There is tons of space to run around outside (when it’s not subzero and mom forces us all inside).
- He loves running around downstairs in the barn, too.
- He has his very own (tiny) room that he’s so proud of. (He loves to bring everyone inside and shut the (pocket) door.
He has truly never shown us any sign of missing our old house. It’s actually sort of crazy to me. There have definitely been adjustments, but he doesn’t seem to even think about the old house. I guess everyone and everything he needs/loves/wants are here.
It’s a big reminder to me about what actually matters in life. (Hint: It’s not the size or the stuff.)
The dogs tolerate the barn.
Franco and Lola don’t seem to have any qualms with the space, since they spend 98 percent of their day sleeping. They still have their dog bed upstairs during the day and they sleep in the (heated) laundry room at night.
We have tried to have them sleep upstairs but they wake us up all night. And Franco particularly seems to prefer the kennel.
Franco has claimed Henry’s bed as his spot most days, too. He always did like having some me time.
And Lola has always been patient with Henry – the small space has probably increased the need for this patience.
And they really love exploring the property. Which is not always great since sometimes Lola doesn’t want to come inside. We may actually have to resort to a temporary fence or chain in the summer, because the cold is the only thing that gets the dogs inside.
So that’s our little barn-living update.
Oh, and in unrelated news – the firewood storage I shared last week tipped over yesterday.
Ryan planned to bolt it into the ground but didn’t have the right bolts. And we figured that all the firewood would keep it down.
Not so much. It’s been ridiculously windy.
Good news – it’s super sturdy and stayed together like a champ. Ryan hopes we can just push it upright again. And then bolt it down.
When it is warmer than 0 degrees.