my tiny hut: making it girlfriend friendly

my tiny hut: making it girlfriend friendly

When I decided to build a tiny home, I asked myself what I needed. Tired of bouncing from friend’s home to friend’s home, from hotel to hotel. I needed 3 things; a place to write, sleep, and store my belongings.

Then, I added a fourth. it needed to be appealing to my future lady, the girl I haven’t met. I don’t expect any woman to quit her job or career, but I want her to be comfy knowing we have a little place to escape, not far from the beach.

So, I added touches for a woman’s comfort.

The windows are slightly tinted. Sunlight will enter but never overwhelm. The heavy drapes will prevent light from disturbing at night in case she is a light sleeper.

Of course a powerful A/C, celing fan, and generator for when the electricity goes out.

Finally, plenty of light (14 ceiling lights), in case she is a reader/writer/blogger.

And when she wants no lights, we can set the mood. (16 different colors)

Speaking of light, when she presses the red button of light on the bathroom mirror…

She has light.

Since we are talking bathrooms. I love rain showers, but just in case we are going out and she doesn’t want to wet her hair, there is a handheld rain shower.

Of course, a walk-in closet with shoe rack (but you already knew that). GO YANKEES.

A king sized bed (Beach Boy likes to frolic) with two USB night tables so she can charge her mobile devices by the bed. Bedroom set also included a matching dress/mirror.

Hopefully,the girl I haven’t met will feel comfy here.

I never cook when I am on the island. So kitchen and livingroom will be added on a future trip. More bedrooms? Depends on how many children she may have. We will decide that when the time comes.

Ladies, what have I missed?

Aruba, Jamaica, oh I want to take ya
Bermuda, Bahama, come on pretty mama
Key Largo, Montego, baby why don’t we go……

the girl I haven’t met

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This little thing is dedicated to my future girlfriend…..

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the girl I haven’t met

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Tonight I fantasized about the girl I haven’t met

As my personal muse she’ll be an inspiring poet

Writing the softest verses as silky as her hosiery

She will wear elegant metaphors like fine jewelry

Gondolas transport love poems through her veins

As her sensuous lips taste of sparkling champagne

Beside her bed rests One Hundred Years of Solitude

In her night table hides lingerie that sets the mood

A delicious contradiction of shy, sassy and coquette

She’s the type of woman no real man could ever forget

For somewhere over the horizon she pens loving poetry

Perhaps one day, her words of love will be meant for me

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