Funny enough, I have been thinking about writing again. The past year and a half alone has been a wild ride. One that when I was living in California, I could NEVER have fathomed honestly.

Never when I said I would move to PA to be with Christopher, did I ever think that we would...

- have to drive to the fire station for water for the whole property (horses, toilets, cooking water on the wood burning stove...)
- Had to drive to the fire station for a shower
- had to have a full tank of gas so the kids could watch a movie and I could charge my phone.
- had to cook on the wood burning stove
- haul trees away at 23 weeks pregnant so we can have access to the main road
- hide in our hallway because there was tornado like winds hitting our property
- so much more.

Half the things that have happened I kind of sit back and can't believe that I am living this life.

Most of the time after I finish something, especially something I never could have seen myself doing... I just kind of sit in disbelief. Like this is my life. I really am a farm wife. I never ever thought those words would come out of my mouth lol.

Like today, we had about 10 trees down in one of the horse pastures, C was out cutting them off the fence line so the horses could be turned out there. I knew the job would go faster if I helped. So, little ole California me put on my boots, doused myself in bug spray (I am like a dessert tray to every insect alive) and went out and helped dear hubby. I wasn't doing much but it was enough that it expedited the work on a humid hot day.

So here's to doing things that aren't always on the list of to-dos or things I never saw myself doing. And here's to bringing back my day to day life of a farm life.

here.we.go.