I don’t think the others on the homestead really take food preservation very seriously. As I’m working diligently to fill my own place up with dehydrated cabbage, fermented concoctions, dehydrated fruits, canned and frozen foods they don’t seem to do the same or care too. But they call my other garden projects useless (like the gourds I love to grow) not realizing that those things also have a use. They have a ton of uses.
Some are not as serious about surviving troubles. And some have no sense of urgency or creativity. I fill my days with constant work. Garden. Preserving. Prepping. Art. Crafting. Herbal crafting. And then other pursuits as well like microscope and dog training. I don’t know what the others do with their days but it’s not crafting. Or gardening. Or reading. I would honestly be bored to death if I didn’t do all that I do. Even if it means I’m perpetually tired in mind and body.
They talk a big game. But none of them really work towards a working homestead. (According to J, only men should try to do “men work”) They prefer watching videos about the craziest conspiracies that are truly out there but not anything that could actually be scientifically based. And when I suggest common sense ideas that I know work, I get shot down because they don’t understand the need to improve the health of the land for the future.
I honestly don’t think that they plan to actually fight to live when things actually get tough. I have a feeling that when the shit truly hits the fan, I truly will be alone. They talk about going to Mexico. As always. I just have to prepare for that. Because if there is anything I’ve learned in this life, is that no matter how much you throw yourself into something, to make things work, everyone else will always let you down and leave you hanging in the end so it’s best to just prepare to be alone. Sometimes I fool myself into believing otherwise. And then I get a reminder slapped in my face.
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