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Labels & Such

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So, I joined the “Zero to Hero” challenge oping it would help me keep up with my blog. Unsurprisingly, the first challenge is an introductory challenge, wherein you’re supposed to talk about you and why you blog. The thing is, I always have trouble defining the “Who Am I” bits. it’s all rather bullet points and I always feel like people don’t get a feel for who I am. That’s the thing about labels, no one fits their labels, even self-appointed ones perfectly. Heck, while trying to apply for insurance today, I spent twenty minutes trying to figure out whether to click “disabled” or not. I don’t collect social security or anything, but I can’t drive and I was delayed with every milestone growing up, spent loads of time in physical and occupational therapy, the labels don’t fit comfortably.

So, me. I’m a 26-year-old heathen woman, living at home, going to night school to try and find a job, and trying to become more independent and self-sufficient while trying my hand at homesteading. Doesn’t sound that hard, right? Well, it’s harder in the middle of rural Pennsylvania when you can’t drive, there’s no public transportation and you’re more likely to see Amish buggies than sidewalks. People don’t realize how hard it can be when you can’t just jump in a car. I dare you, darling readers, to think about how you would get from every Point-A to Point-B tomorrow, if you couldn’t drive, had no public transport, and no sidewalks. It’s not easy. 🙂

As for why I blog, I have many reasons. It keeps me motivated if I have things to share, so I’m less likely to fall behind and never pick it up again than the dozens of private journals I’ve started over the years, because there are readers. It also helps me feel less isolated, especially in winter, where just walking across town is dangerous. It’s hard to make friends when your town is small and you can’t just “go see” a friend really easily. It’s also nice to have a way to connect to the heathen community, especially since I can be (unbelievable to those who know me) very shy, I actually found out there’s an organization in Berks County, though I’ve never been able to go to anything or meet any of them, because 1. shy and 2. night school Monday-Thursday.

So…that’s why I blog. I hope it wasn’t too boring.

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Rural Headaches

Most people labor under the idea that homesteading and self-sufficiency are easier out in the country, surrounded by neighbors with donkeys and farms. This is not always the case. I live in the middle of Amish country, where there are few sidewalks and the nearest Wal-Mart is ten minutes away, the nearest city, half an hour. Not so rural, right? Not so far away. Well, when you can’t drive, might as well be in China.

Another problem is that because you are rural there’s a lot of thought that you don’t need X, Y, or Z.
Today while at that local Dark Lord WaldeMart, I went to the gardening section, looking for seeds for a fall sowing. Since we live in the country, they apparently felt we didn’t need seeds, as their gardening section only had flower bulbs and grass seed.

Bah, humbug.

Now it seems I’ll either have to resort to mooching a ride to the semi-local feed store or order seeds on the Internet. The chances that the seeds at the feed store will be organic? Slim to none. Farmers around here want hardiness and size over everything else. They think “organic” is a pointless, city-slicker movement, and think nothing of laughing at the silly twenty-something looking for seeds.

So, for those out there who think the country is “easier” on a homesteader, don’t think it’ll solve your problems. Problems still exist in a rural homestead — it’s not “better” or “problem-free,” just different.