If you'd told me in 2016, while I was building my Tiny House, that in 2020 I'd have put down my life savings on a deposit for a home in a town I'd only been to twice, that was projected to cost more money than I'd earned in my entire life, I'd have laughed, then asked you what you were smoking. What changed? For starters, Tiny living didn't quite pan out how I'd imagined. More importantly, I discovered cohousing.
My mind was buzzing with possibilities as I walked home from the info session. I was playing out my daily routine in my house and comparing it to life at Treehouse Village. It was clear we could do a lot more with less. The move would involve downsizing to a home with considerably less square footage but grant us more shared space, amenities, and community support than we could ever access on our own. I wondered: what might I be able to share and achieve in an intentional community where my neighbours are also committed to lightening their ecological footprint?