Life on the Homestead is…Not Going as Planned: An “Honest Truth” Post

The last time I posted was over a month ago! Holey-moley! I guess I better explain my disappearing act:

Early July our son had a hand injury that has since required surgery, permanent and temporary wiring, a pin, and (thus far) 2 casts. We’ve been going from the ER to doctor to specialist, to surgery center, and back to the specialist. Eventually we’ll get to move on to a physical therapist (I’m praying…). And in the mix of all of that, my oldest daughter was gallivanting from church camp to vacation with a family friend, to a missions/community service trip which required the “mom taxi” to be in full service.

Needless to say, I’ve fallen off the “homestead experiment” wagon. I’ve quit making my bread from scratch. I bought my groceries at the regular grocery store. AND I’ve served my family at least 2 store-bought frozen dinners. (*gasp*)

Unfortunately between that and the really HOT summer we’ve had here in Ohio, my garden has taken a beating. Some plants have survived. Some have shriveled up and died.

Some have succumbed to unknown diseases. Or pests. Something which I haven’t had the time to learn more about.


And my herbs have gone to seed.

I have a good amount of cucumbers. And surprisingly my tomatoes are beginning to ripen. A jalapeno here and there, and onions that are starting to get big enough to use. I have a lone cantaloupe vine, but even with a gazillion flowers so far only one cantaloupe has survived to start growing. I’ve picked a small batch of green beans. And I suspect that’s all for the year.

But you know…it’s real life. This is something I’m learning. And I think is valuable for you to read. Any  kind of life change takes time. And longer than a year’s time at that. 5 years ago I started a journey to lose 75 pounds. It didn’t come off in 1 month. Or even 1 year. It took over 2 years. And I’ve had to work to maintain that since.

In the same way, any changes we make as part of this experiment will take time. And energy (something I was lacking in over the last month). So here’s what I want you take away today:

When life deals you a blow – in your own homestead journey, or your weight-loss journey, or any other journey on which you find yourself – extend yourself the necessary grace… and move on.


13 thoughts on “Life on the Homestead is…Not Going as Planned: An “Honest Truth” Post

  1. Life happens and gets in the way of our best plans sometimes. I’ve heard the saying before, “man plans, God laughs”. Sounds like you are surviving though, so everything will be fine in the end.

    Good luck with the PT – I hope it goes well.

  2. Life is a learning curve….we don’t count it as a successful garden season unless we learn what different to do next year. Hang in there….we are all in the same boat. Mary and Jim

    • Thank you! In the grand scheme of things, we’re really doing well. And hubs is even making plans for a bigger garden next year – despite the seeming failure of this year’s. 😉

  3. Boys do the darndest things. When I took my son to the emergency room for accidentally getting his toe nearly severed from a broken pickle jar that he dropped, and they had given him a drug for the pain, he had a reaction to the drug. When I had my son in daycare and he caught head lice which was going around, he had a reaction to the medication “Rid.” Raising boys makes you wonder how the species ever survived. When I took my son for a followup visit after his toes were healed, the doctor said, “Now you can go do it all over again!” Frankly, I feel lucky compared to some of the injuries his boyhood friends had. I don’t think anybody’s garden did very well this year with the record heat and drought conditions. You might have to give something up to keep your sanity! I hope your son is all healed.

    • “Raising boys makes you wonder how the species ever survived.” lololol~ how true it is! 😀 He’s doing very well now, thank you!

      • And you know, it’s surprising that the statistics show that there are less of them than of women in most US states, but not by that much. Plus, they go to war and some don’t come back and there’s more of them that don’t come back than women. And, I believe that there are less of them born. You got me; I don’t know how they ever survived. Maybe due to the help from us! lol! I’m glad your boy is doing well : – )

  4. When your herbs go to seed, look at the bright can just plant them and have way more than you had to begin with. Anyway, kids can manage to get hurt in a sterile home padded with pillows. Everything is going to be okay. You’re doing such a great job! It’s rough changing your life, but it’s worth it.

  5. JulieAnn – I am inspired by your ideas – and your honesty. I am going to try the potatoes in a basket and also set my dad up to start one. We will have a ‘potato off’. It will be fun and should stir up fond memories as when i was a kid, my dad grew potatoes & then had to listen to his kids grumble about spending a saturday morning digging them. Though to be honest, I think we all enjoyed the day but couldn’t let on that wasting a weekend in the garden with our dad was a cool thing to do. So thanks ! – Sally

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