I post a lot about the benefits of living in a tiny house off grid…so how about some good ole country truth telling…

If you live anywhere east of the Mississippi, you may or may not have been VERY cold last week. Remember the post where I wrote that Maggie Marie and I were quite warm in THE121? If not, you can read it Here.

I still would tell you that for the most part, we stay warm.

UNLESS Antarctica invades the Eastern part of North America and the temperatures drop below zero…then I would tell you that I become like Ralphie from The Christmas Story…

What happens to the tiny house when temps drop well below zero?

Check out the story Here from 2023 when my house flooded.

That’s what happens.

The pipes freeze if I’m not diligent to protect the house.

And well. It happened again.

Saturday morning I woke up to no water. Zero. Water.

I spent the day trying to “do what I knew to do.”

And then, I could do no more.

So I phoned every single person I knew could help.

No one answered.

BUT. GOD.

He wanted me to wait. To breathe. To have a little conversation with Him (remember how He does that?!).

And then all of my friends from all over began to call. And come.

Within time, God warmed my pipes and my heart in my surrender. So I was able to rest.

Until I wasn’t.

THE121 has an on demand water heater. And I’m sure you know that means that the heater doesn’t turn on unless there is water running through it.

So you could imagine my internal questioning when I was using the bathroom at 9pm and the hot water heater turned on!

Yep, you guessed it!!! The “last” pipe unfroze and the next thing I knew I was walking through water.

My dishwasher died in the debacle of 2023, however I never got rid of it (full disclosure I have been using it as storage!). Since I never got rid of it, the water hose was still connected and well…spewing water into my house.

So at 9pm, I opened my front door and threw it out.

And that’s how the dishwasher landed in my front yard. Frozen pipes.

Tiny house living isn’t always glamorous. But then again, living life fully isn’t always glamorous either. I want to live life fully and passionately. God gave me THE121 to teach me and heal me. This story serves as a reminder of the beauty of community. Those who show up, those who pray and those who help.

I just might keep the dishwasher in my front yard as a reminder, at-least for a little while longer.