A bit about me
Growing up, I was pretty self sufficient. I was in Brownies, Girl Guides and 4-H clubs, I did swimming and sewing lessons, and I felt like I knew stuff. I also grew up in a house where I was very independent and did most things for myself. I have many memories of learning from adults things like baking a cake, to painting, to woodworking. As a teenager, I felt like I had this adult thing down pat. Easy peasy.
Fast forward 10 years later and I am engaged! Together we are struggling with a house we can’t keep up with, with two children that we are supposed to know how to raise, drowning in debt like many people, constantly stressed and overwhelmed, feeling like we know nothing at all. Hell, I am constantly googling “how to boil an egg” because I never learned, and can never remember how long it stays in the hot water for. All the things I learned from my childhood, I feel like disappeared somewhere in the back of my brain with the blurriness of my twenties. Now here I am thirty, trying to figure this all out. But I realize something. I am not the only one! Many people are in the same boat as me, struggling to tread water long enough to survive this craziness. This is both a relieving and terrifying realization. I am relieved to know that I am not the only one, yet I am terrified for the future. What is going to happen when my kids don’t know how to sew, or boil an egg, or fold a fitted sheet? What about a whole entire generation? What about skilled trades and craftsmanship? Things like being able to carve, or embroider, or make maple syrup? These are the things that keep me up at night.
I was fortunate enough to grow up with the opportunity to learn many things. I did, house painting and repairs, ceramic and wood painting, beading, crochet, corking, cross-stitching, baking, cooking, cleaning, gardening, playing outside, and raising animals. These are the good memories I had. I want to make sure that my kids have the same opportunities. I want them to know these things so that we can preserve this way of life for future generations. I feel like with all the technology and information we have, we are losing touch with how to live. We do everything to get it done faster, taking the easy way over everything else. I am very guilty of this. My grandparents were chefs for the wealthy and taught me how to cook. Yet with my to children and fiancé, I would rather just go out. No worrying if everyone will like what I made when they can just order what they want right?
Deep down we have always craved the simple life. To slow down and enjoy more. To own some land. So we packed up the family, moved over two hours away from our townhouse complex in the middle of the city, to a farmhouse in the country. Now, my goal is to try and revive those memories from my childhood. We are going to be as self sufficient as possible, and revive those lost arts. The “old school” ways of doing things. I am happy to share our journey and to share the knowledge that we are obtaining, in the hopes that we can preserve this way of life for future generations to come. I am sure that it is not going to be easy, (some of it will likely be hilarious) but I am hopeful that beautiful things will come out of living this life and I hope I can help others can find the beauty in theirs as well.