If you haven’t been there, you aren’t human. It happens at least once a month on any normal homestead. If you’re lucky, maybe it will skip a month. If you’re not so lucky, it might happen every week. But, it happens. And I’m here to tell you how to survive and thrive on the homestead even when things are being thrown at you like an automatic airsoft pellet gun. I use that term because my son purchased one of those bad boys and when they have an airsoft game going on outside, I make sure I stay inside. I see those who are getting hit with this machine gun and they just can’t get away, until they find cover that is. It makes for a lopsided game in favor of my son’s team.
Life on the homestead can feel like that. Sometimes I just want to throw the towel in and say, “YOU WIN! There’s no way I can compete with you anymore! I can’t get away from you and your little schemes you keep throwing my way!” There are days when I open the door from our old farmhouse and peek outside, wandering what’s going to hit me between the eyes this time.
Homesteading life is not fair. Deaths happen, equipment breaks down, fences are almost always needing some work, animals act like brats, animals act like brats, animals act like brats. Uh-hum.
I told my son the other day that there are times I get so mad at the animals causing mayhem that I just want to shoot them. And then the next day(ok maybe a week or two) I just love them so much. That whole concept where they say that animals will lower your blood pressure is not true. When they act like loons I think my blood pressure could go through the roof. Yet, when they are all cute and acting normal, it could quite possibly go down a good bit. But, doesn’t that just balance the high and the low out?
When we are on a drive and see a goat sticking it’s head through the fence, pushing and pushing just to get that blade of grass, we rejoice. Sad, I know, but we rejoice in knowing our animals aren’t the only ones who wreak havoc on the fence. When we see a horse reaching over barbed-wire, pushing the fence down to eat grass on the other side, we laugh. Sad, yes, but at least our horses aren’t the only ones who can bear the pain of an electric shock or barbed wire and ruin a fence just to get a few pieces of grass on the other side.
We went on a little vacation a month ago. We don’t do that very often. In fact it’s been a few years. When you have animals, even when there’s someone there watching them for you, it causes a little nervous sensation in the pit of your stomach when you pull out of the driveway for a few days. And, yes it’s usually for good reason. Anyway, we had been on the road for a few hours and got a call. The goats got out. Even with electric wire on top of field fence they managed to find a way, while we were gone for a whopping three hours.
The very first day we were at the cabin in the mountains, we got a call. Part of the loft caved in. Thankfully no one was hurt. But why? I’m mean really, why? Can’t we just get a little break for crying out loud?
But you know what we did? I’m not going to lie and tell you we smiled and sang The Sound of Music theme song while holding hands running through the mountains. We were bummed and worried about it for a bit, offered some temporary solutions until we got home, and then we let it go. What would worrying about it hundreds of miles away do for those situations? Absolutely nothing. We swallowed a little harder for a few moments, but we didn’t let it ruin our vacation.
We had a blast.
Worrying robs us of joy. The older I get, the more important this verse becomes. We’ve all heard it many times, but do we take it to heart?