Rebecka
Lovin' The Homestead
Okay, so the beginning really isnt that long ago. My sweet husband and I had been asking the Universe for our goals for several years only to find it was under our noses the whole time. Isn't that always the way though? We had been invited to move into my husband childhood home 3 YEARS AGO and only last December did we agree. I am still kicking myself. So, this has been a big year of new for us, more me than him. He was raised hunting his food, I was raised believing meat came in neat little packages. He was raised picking a garden for dinner veggies, I was raised opening cans. You get the point.
I will admit, I never 'felt' like I fit in. I spent the bulk of my younger years trying to find where I fit only to find , I fit best where there are less people and more critters. I had planted a garden in the city.. you know the kind. Two tomato plants and some peppers and maybe a bit of mint. My very near neighbors were so impressed with my tomatoes and were terribly impressed when I planted a cucumber in my front yard. Then I met my redneck love! We dreamed big as all new loves do, but for us , its actually happened. I finally figured out what the Universe was wanting from me.. initiative. I started my urban self sufficiency lifestyle with making my own butter from store bought whipping cream and the stand mixer. I had started home brewing with previous , albeit temporary partner and brought those skills to my sweets. He took to it like a duck to water. The more 'crazy' ideas I had, the more he was enthused. The wool spinning, making cheese, home made mayo, dressings, pasta, clothes, blankets... the more I "went nuts" as my city friends still call it, the more my sweets stoked that fire.
In the past few months, I have planted a garden to the likes I have never seen. Canned chicken and dumplings , killed my first meat for a meal, learned to raise chicks from still nearly wet from the shell, taken on beekeeping and truly started loving life. I do all of this while working a more than full time job ( online and from home) keeping up on cooking , cleaning , house fixing .. like why the leak in the shower was putting water in the kitchen floor from the other side of the house. I can say this.. I do not suffer insomnia any longer. I lay down at night and for the first time in my life, I go right to sleep.. why? I am frigging tired! and the best part.. it feels good!
I will apologize in advance since this journal is likely going to be massive ramblings of an easily excitable middle aged woman. Having got all this started.. my day starts in 5 hours. So I am going to go joyously die in our bed now.
I will admit, I never 'felt' like I fit in. I spent the bulk of my younger years trying to find where I fit only to find , I fit best where there are less people and more critters. I had planted a garden in the city.. you know the kind. Two tomato plants and some peppers and maybe a bit of mint. My very near neighbors were so impressed with my tomatoes and were terribly impressed when I planted a cucumber in my front yard. Then I met my redneck love! We dreamed big as all new loves do, but for us , its actually happened. I finally figured out what the Universe was wanting from me.. initiative. I started my urban self sufficiency lifestyle with making my own butter from store bought whipping cream and the stand mixer. I had started home brewing with previous , albeit temporary partner and brought those skills to my sweets. He took to it like a duck to water. The more 'crazy' ideas I had, the more he was enthused. The wool spinning, making cheese, home made mayo, dressings, pasta, clothes, blankets... the more I "went nuts" as my city friends still call it, the more my sweets stoked that fire.
In the past few months, I have planted a garden to the likes I have never seen. Canned chicken and dumplings , killed my first meat for a meal, learned to raise chicks from still nearly wet from the shell, taken on beekeeping and truly started loving life. I do all of this while working a more than full time job ( online and from home) keeping up on cooking , cleaning , house fixing .. like why the leak in the shower was putting water in the kitchen floor from the other side of the house. I can say this.. I do not suffer insomnia any longer. I lay down at night and for the first time in my life, I go right to sleep.. why? I am frigging tired! and the best part.. it feels good!
I will apologize in advance since this journal is likely going to be massive ramblings of an easily excitable middle aged woman. Having got all this started.. my day starts in 5 hours. So I am going to go joyously die in our bed now.
Glad those days are over!
(So far, I have been giving away their fleece to strangers on freecycle. There must be a sweater or two out there running around with my sheep's name on them. 
)
I look for them all the time at goodwill!
