After a big problem when we tried to level the tiny house, I returned the broken jacks to Harbor Freight. (Thank you to the kind manager and clerk who took them back, even though they were past the ninety-day deadline -- when something looks that dangerously broken, I suppose you have no choice, but they still did me a solid.) There I picked up two jack stands, thinking that with the two remaining working jacks plus those, we would get the tiny house leveled. But first we would have to get it moved - when it fell, it wound up a foot closer to the street and too close to the tree.
|Lauri Lynnxe Murphy|
|Lauri Lynnxe Murphy (left) and Victoria Salvador in the loft of the tiny house.|
Still, Victoria Salvador and I were determined to get these windows in before the big snow, no matter what. To that end, she had brought her friend Edgar Arvizu, a maintenance man with mad skills, and I had invited three art students I had met while speaking to Jennifer Garner's Metropolitan State University class the week before: Meredith Bowdish, my new intern whose thesis was about tiny houses, and Tony Bearzi and Jamie Devendorf, both of whom were enthusiastic due to their own tiny-house dreams.
Step one of the process was to hitch the house up to Bertha and begin the painful back and forth of maneuvering it into place. More »
See also: The Mayday Experiment -- A Tiny House, Big Disaster