Happiness Is the Simple Life
But they didn’t always think like this.
“I used to work seven days a week for six years as a project manager building homes and buildings,” said Sam. “Those were important years that the kids were growing up and I was missing it.” Sure he was working to provide for his family, but it got him thinking, “What’s the point of working all the time if I never get to see them?”
It’s also a family business. Their son Wyatt, 12, who loves video games and The Three Stooges, handles all computer needs. Does he feel deprived of anything? “Not at all. I have everything I need and so much I don’t need,” said Wyatt, his braces glistening, who often goes through his closet getting rid of stuff. (A kid after my own heart.) Their 14-year-old daughter Sammi, a dog lover, oversees the social media for the family business including Twitter, Instagram and Facebook.
After quitting his job, the family could no longer afford lavish vacations or keep up with the Joneses. Do they feel ashamed? “Not one bit,” said Sam. “We might make less money than our neighbors, but we’re more happy. We no longer stress about life or bills and we spend a lot of time together as a family. Who gets to do that?”
“We instill in our kids that life is more than material possessions,” said Lynsi “and that happiness is not tied to finances.”
“We write letters instead.” Lynsi smiled back at her husband. Did I mention they’re romantic?
“They’re joined at the hip,” said Sam’s mom, who was also on hand to lend support at the Jamboree.
From the never-ending long line waiting to look inside their tiny house model, I’m sure their lives won’t stay simple for long.