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Me and You and a Dog Named Sam

Tom hummed the well-known tune with made up words as he worked:

“Me and you and a dog named Sam, farmin’ and living off the land.

Me and you and a dog named Sam, how I love bein’ a free man.” 

Appropriate.

A dog named Sam 

Our 30-year boat business sold. Both of us are currently unemployed. But we’re working like dogs. (Although I don’t know any dogs that work.) A few days from now, we’re putting our house up for sale. The money we make is all we have to build a small house and a big dream. So we’re painting and polishing—puttying and planting. The list is endless.

Twelve-hour days are preparing me for farm work I think. I’ve noticed stubborn dirt under my fingernails. I’ve used a file. Washed my hands. I think it’s permanent. Like wrinkles.

I’ve also discovered a few other facts. I’m a wimp, I’m spoiled, and I’m naïve. 

But, I’m preparing.

Just like there's no crying in baseball, there's no whining in farming.

Hold me accountable, friend.

I'm looking forward to a simpler life. Not easier. But slower.

Better.

See you on the farm.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

nebraska dave
3/18/2013 1:40:38 PM

Pauline, it's really going to happen, isn't it. I'm so glad that you are sharing your journey with us as you accomplish each step of the plan to become farmer/homesteaders. I think you both are pretty brave to set out on a dream like yours and selling a working business. A total shift in lifestyle can be a scary thing to most people. It's a real encouragement to those that read these blogs to know that it's never to late to follow a life dream. Have a great day preparing for the move.