You all know that my dream is to ultimately end up living a simple, clean, green life on my own little farmette. I’m curious to find out if you think that obtaining that dream through a mortgage is blasphemous. The reason I ask is my father and I were talking today about his plan to move here, he made me think of a somewhat non-traditional traditional idea. He grew up on a farm and has the knowledge of an encyclopedia so that led me to believe that maybe I should invest in a property that fits my dreams and develop it while I’m working my tail off and able to support it, pay it off and rehab it on the weekends. Not an expensive place but a fixer on 5+ acres in a rural area of the country ~100k or less. The goal is to be debt free but why not use debt to build your dream if you can actually support it but don’t have the immediate funds to invest. I can hear the arguments now, save your money then pay for it and not have debt. While valid, I get it…but I’m not getting any younger so why not buy it and fix it into something viable, livable and profitable as time permits then when it comes time to move into it, retire, all you have to do is maintain? What are your thoughts? Should I be burned from the proverbial stake at even considering using “big banks” to support my dream?
I have some news…are you sitting down?
Paul’s visa was approved to move to America! Wheeeee! Yippeee! <Insert your favorite happy dance here!> What a relief it is! Now we can start planning the move for him and Aeris. We’re aiming for the middle of June, just 4 short months away. There is so much to do on this end in preparation for his arrival, I should make a list.
You know what else this means? Our little co-op can get underway again soon. I’m so excited about that too. A friend of mine has offered to assist me in getting our website up and going. I can’t wait to sell delicious fruits and veggies to the lovely people of our county. We’re not looking to make millions, just share the goodness of clean food with people to help the movement.
I’ve added a new thing to learn to my ever growing list, kombucha. I’ve purchased some from HEB (a Texas based grocer) and it’s delicious especially the blueberry pomegranate. It’s not difficult to make (says the girl who’s never made it before) just need a few simple things. I’ll give it a try this summer.
Till Next Time Y’all!
Ok, so the title doesn’t have anything to do with the post. I watched Dazed and Confused last night and Matthew McConaughey said it. Love him. So. Much.
I’m sitting here on my back porch at 4:47p, still in my pajamas, (yes today I suck at adulting) drinking a glass of wine and talking to Paul as he prepares for his trip to Sydney to have his Fiance Visa interview. *happy dance* I’m so anxious for this to be over and Paul to be with me!
As I was scouring the internet not too long ago, I found a blog called 5 Acres & A Dream written by Leigh Tate. In a nutshell, she’s living my dream. She’s who I want to be when I grow up. I just ordered her book today and am SO SO SO SO excited to read it. Her blog is amazing and you HAVE to check it out. Here’s a link to it. http://www.5acresandadream.com/ She has no idea who I am. If you do meander over there please tell her I sent you, she’s a celebrity in my mind.
She and her husband have found a home, property and restored it lovingly to their own little homestead complete with gardens, critters and most recently a 1500 water catchment tank. <– How exciting is THAT?!
I have a beautiful place now. A sweet 1.5ac in the suburbs of Houston. Unfortunately, a lot of it seems a unusable because of the septic system. It’s a leach field. If you have any ideas on how to use this area of land please, do tell! But it’s definitely not big enough for my dreams. Need to get on the ball and start developing a proper plan.
Oh how I love Texas sunsets, especially when it’s a perfect 76f with a lovely breeze. 🙂
In case you’re wondering what the little clear spot is in the middle of the wall on my porch, it’s what I call a Winston Window. He’s too fat and lazy to be able to jump up on the ledge to see out and he’s not tall enough so…there it is. An epic symbol of how I spoil my animals.
Till next time!
I know, I know it’s been a ridiculous six months. I haven’t written anything! Lots has changed, lots hasn’t. The things that have changed have kinda thrown me off track. Kinda…who am I kidding, Totally. Totally is the proper word. I’m TOTALLY off track.
I’m still super excited about the co-op, but that was put on hold until Paul gets here to help me because my actual job is too demanding. Paul and I have made our engagement official on Facebook so the -ish has dropped off of fiance! I’m so thrilled to marry that man! Paul’s interview for his K-1 fiance visa is at 9:45a on Tuesday (4:45p on Monday our time) *fingers crossed*. Then the move planning can begin for him.
My HUGE corporate conversion project is over, so that has slowed down for me a little bit. There was a car accident thrown in there. My 15 year old son has moved in with me for now (with much narcissistic baby daddy drama baggage brought with him). My father is in the process of moving here to Texas to live on my property with all of us. How does a girl go from living alone to having 3 men from 3 very different parts of the world/country move in with her? *Shrugs* Who knows. So here we are…
I need a drink. Now. A strong drink.
I promise I’ll do better at writing more, I need to. It’s self-help and motivation all at the same time. But for now, I need to start planning to build a pepper bed for Brian (my son) so he can get his Carolina Reapers, Scorpion peppers and Devil’s tongue peppers ready to grow. Bring on the burning bum.
Till next time!
I crave simplicity, I do…I really, really do. However, I manage to muck it all up with complexities that blow even my own mind. So what do I do? In the midst of working a full time job as a Project Manager in the middle of a HUGE corporate conversion project, planning a wedding (or 2), an international move with my long distance boyfriend/fiance-ish Paul & Aeris (his cat), and preparing for immigration stuff, I decide to start a business. Told ya, I complicate things.
Let me give you a little history…
My brother and sister-in-law, Sam & April started an all organic co-op several years ago in the nether regions of Southeast Georgia. It took off like a bolt of lightning. I was so proud of them and super impressed at how well the community responded to them and the clean eating movement. It really started to hit home when I went to visit and saw how healthy they looked and that this clean eating had influenced other areas of their lives. For example, Sam was gardening. Now, you don’t know my little brother but the the little brother I grew up with would NEVER choose to be outside gardening vs. watching Earnest Goes to Camp or something equally ridiculous so I was inspired by their transformation.
When I got home from the visit, I began looking around my area for an organic co-op to no avail. Of course, there were several in the Houston area but none that serviced the areas I lived or worked in. I began talking to Ape (my SIL, April) about opening one in my area with a similar model as theirs. She and Sam were of course very supportive. The idea didn’t take, I didn’t pursue it for whatever reason…I don’t really know why. I guess it wasn’t what the Universe had planned for me just yet.
Fast forward a year or two…
When my boyfriend/fiance-ish (the -ish because it hasn’t become official on Facebook, we all know nothing’s real until it’s on Facebook, right? *wink*), Paul decided he would move from Australia to Texas to live with me, he made a really good (and very admirable) point. He said, “I can’t work until I get approval from immigration and that could take months according to our lawyer. I don’t want you to have to support both of us during that time.” *sigh* Do you see why I’m so excited to marry this man?! I brought up the idea of opening the co-op to him as a way to supplement our income, support our local farmers, promote sustainable agriculture, maybe make a change for the better in our own lives/health and if we are lucky inspire others to do the same.
Don’t get me wrong, we’re not the healthiest eating folks you’ll ever meet but the more we read about the modifications to our food the more vigilant we have become about what we put in our bodies. A co-op supports both of our core beliefs of how we feel our countries have lost touch with the act of being a community and everything that entails.
We both agreed that this could be our part in improving our community, ourselves and help local agriculture. So, with the support of Paul, Sam and April, I set off and County Road Co-op was born.
In the coming weeks, I’ll keep you posted about how County Road Co-op is coming along, adding in of course the funny stories that happen along the way. There are plenty of those in my family to go around. Between late night website building with April and our ridiculously funny conversations or Paul’s test kitchen blunders both here and in Australia. We manage to have our fun.
Wish us luck!