Yurts AKA “Sisterhood of the traveling food bowl”
I want to live in a yurt. I’ve never even stayed in a yurt. I am still sure I want to live in one.
I’ve been talking about it since 2007 (ish), but nothing has come of it so far. I hate to make proclamations. It seems when I declare anything with certainty it doesn’t work out, at least for me. That may influence why my life is so disjointed – I don’t make plans because when I do they don’t work.
So hear me world, this is not a plan. This is a dream.
In 5 years I want to have purchased my land somewhere in Washington state and be living in my yurt with my dog and a garden. That’s it. Simple. Universe please don’t hate it. I like it and I want to keep it. Please.
I’ve been following blogs dedicated to green living and yurt living in particular for a bit now. I was on the phone with a friend for a few hours last night and into this morning discussing everything and it seems like this could happen…. =)