Work Wednesday—Almost There


This past Weekend o’ Work is brought to you by New Toys . . .

We started off on Friday with the unloading of the fireplace. There were at least eight boxes inside a larger box, also filled with Styrofoam.

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While my husband worked on this, with my minimal assistance, I volunteered to change out the doorknobs and deadbolts on two doors. Well. It started off just fine, but quickly deteriorated. And by “deteriorated,” I mean that he had to do a little, um, readjustment.

Not much. Really.

But they look great now!

And then the truck arrived:

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I didn’t get too many pictures after that, because we pulled out and dumped about five Mule-loads of junk and trash while the guys were brush-hogging and tree-trimming—you know, how guys do it, with one on the tractor and one in the bucket. Sheesh.

Also, the two ceiling fans were installed. Again, no pictures of them. Yet.

We managed to get in two campfires and some short hikes . . .

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My husband elected to stay down there for a few extra days, so by the next installment here you should get the full effect of the sanding-skimming-painting episodes . . .

Then, it’s on to the kitchen destruction. Oy.

Oh, wait! There’s more!

We took a quick trip into town and saw:

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Yep. Standing on a flatbed truck, singing. No lie. And on the way home, there were two clowns behind us at the stoplight.

Yep. Rodeo clowns. In facepaint. What a strange day… 

 

 

Prep Monday—What You Need or What You Want?


I’ve been struggling with this for the last few weeks—at least—and I’ve come to a few conclusions. Very few, I might say. But here’s my advice:

You CAN do everything you need to do on a homestead by hand, toiling 12 or more hours a day, just like our ancestors. Who died at age 50.

Or, you can make things easier on yourself without relying too heavily on power and technology.

Of course, the third option is still there—spend money, go into debt, buy all the latest gear—but when SHTF, you might be in a world of hurt.

I mentioned before that someone was surprised that we weren’t planning on regressing into the Dark Ages just yet, and honestly, it would take a very strong and skillful individual to make that decision at this time. I doubt if I’m either.

Think about some of those reality TV shows—yes, I know, but these are the folks who actually do live out in the middle of nowhere, and support themselves by living off the land. Fascinating. I’d tell you the title, but I don’t remember . . . go figure. Rather, go Google . . .

But they were raised that way, or transformed themselves over a period of years or decades. Just out of curiosity, a social experiment as it were, I’d like to know how long the average person could make a move out into the woods and stay there, hermit-like, before having to run to town for something. In a gas-powered vehicle.

But you always have choices. You just have to make smart decisions. And hope that you’re right.

For example:

Do you need a tractor? Maybe. Could you garden and/or farm without one? Of course. You could use a tiller, a horse-drawn plow, or a shovel to break ground. If you’re planning on feeding your family for a year with that garden, or perhaps selling surplus produce for an income, you’re going to need at least an acre. That’s roughly 43,560 square feet, or a 209-foot square.

That’s a lot of shovel work, or tilling, or, if you go the plow route, that’s also feeding and housing a horse.

So, if you’re buying a tractor, what else could you use it for? We’re looking at road grading, moving stuff, brush hogging, knocking stuff down, dragging, and so forth.

Huge expense, yes; multiple uses, also yes.

What do you buy? I’m certainly not going into tractor details, but you want sufficient horsepower and PTO to do the jobs you’ll need it to do, and in a newer tractor, a 3-point hitch to make implement-changing easier.

Buy the best you can afford, while paying cash.

Debt-free is certainly the best way to go, particularly now. You might think that when SHTF, all credit bureaus and creditors will magically disappear, but I don’t think it’s going to happen that way. I do think that those bloodsuckers will hang until the very end, and they’re going to get nasty on collections.

I know, I know. You thought they were already like that . . .

Unless the Big Event is complete immolation of everything, in which case you’ll be dead anyway.

New or used? Doesn’t matter. Buy the best you can afford to pay cash for—tractor, car, truck, communication devices, weapons. All of it.

And then learn how to do it all by hand, without power, without assistance from anyone but your family or group, with whomever you’ve chosen to face SHTF.