Thursday, March 1, 2012

Today it starts

It has been exactly 4 weeks since I lost my job. I am a registered nurse. I barely survived the past few years with our modern day great depression, and now I have no job.  What am I to do?
Well, I decided a long time ago that working for a living was not something I want to do. I am absolutely miserable working for some one else when I can be at home doing what I want to do...working for myself.  Oh sure, you say, nobody wants to work but in this age we all have to in order to make money to pay for at least the basic necessities of life.  We can not live with out food, water, shelter, and clothing to protect us from the elements (and the eyes of those who do not appreciate the beauty of flabby naked skin).
While I have to agree that we need these things, I am also of the mind set that we do not need everything else that has become a necessity in our modern day society. Why are we working our health and lives away so that we can have big elaborate homes, the newest vehicles with all the extras, the electronic gadgets, and the expensive cloths we look awful in?  We are smart people.  I don't understand why we allow ourselves to be caught up in these traps. I look at how other people around the world live and some of our own neighbors and see that people can be happy with out all those things.  Not only that, they are healthier, and have a closer bond with their family. 
I want that!  I am so tired of being sick all the time.  My current "common cold" has now lasted for almost 6 months.  My body is tired and weak. I am fat and have no energy.  All because of the pursuit of a dollar.  I have worked 12-14 hour days at least 5 days a week for longer than I can remember. My weekends are not spent relaxing and resting before the next week. They are spent working 20 hours a day trying to catch up on the stuff I didn't get done the week, month and year before.   
Sound familiar?  Do you find that you are dragging yourself out of bed every morning to go to a job you hate, then find when you come home you have no energy to do even the basic tasks involved in taking care of yourself and family?  Do you end up stopping to grab a burger on your way home cause your to tired to cook dinner, let alone go shopping for real food?  Are the spider webs taking over every corner of the house, the dirty laundry a mountainous heap in the laundry room, the clean laundry it's evil twin overtaking the couch in the living room?  And what is growing in the pile of dirty dishes that can not make it into the dishwasher?
I'm tired of living like this.  I have decided that I'm going to milk this time off from work as long as I can.  I have an advantage over some.  I had some money stashed for emergencies, and since I'm a longtime wanabee gardener, canner, food hoarder, I have enough of some of those necessities of life to not work for a while. 
I know it sounds kind of crazy, even to me, but I want to try to live like the early pioneers did. I want to grow most of my own food and simplify my life so that I do not need those other things. I have already done the soul searching part and have come to the conclusion that I DO NOT want to live without things like electricity and running water. Call it lazy if you want, but I have lived that way before and it is no fun. I want to enjoy my life and learn how to make my life better. Not be miserable and tired from living without some of the things generations before us have worked so hard to make accessible to all of us. I want to wash my hands in hot running water after I pee.. I want to soak in a hot bath after spending all day busting my back growing my own vegetables. I want to push buttons on a machine and have it wash my cloths. I am not giving up my computer either. 
So in any case... this blog is my way to follow my personal experience in becoming more self sufficient and a bit less dependent on working like a slave for someone else who will never appreciate or fully understand the sacrifices I have made to be there. 
Maybe this will have an impact on some one else who, like me, was to afraid to try to break away from the rate race and strike out on their own. Or maybe a warning to others not to try it as you see my mistakes. Maybe this will work.....maybe not.  Guess I will find out. 

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