my life

11 . 20 . 09

i say it’s my life because it is. i grew up a farmer’s daughter and now i claim the title of farmer’s wife.

the craziness of harvest is over now but because november has been abnormally warm, fall work is still underway. that also means that the whole transition from ‘farm widow’ to full-time married woman is underway as well. it’s funny, i didn’t think that it would be that much different this year. i grew up in this environment, why wouldn’t it stay the same? oh, but i was wrong. it’s totally different when you’re married. well, for me at least.

it’s a process, this time of year/season. i’m used to brad working CRAZY hours and rarely being home so when he is home in the evenings now (which are still not every day but that will come once the snow flies), my productivity goes out the window. suddenly my suppers have to be a little more substantial and i can’t just stuff my face in front of my computer and hole up in the office. it’s a learning curve for sure.

i’ve said this before and i’ll probably always will – the prairies are beautiful. in the middle of all the stress and rushing and anxiety that comes with the career, there is a constant beauty that can be missed so easily if you don’t take the time to stop, or at the very least, pause. i’m incredibly proud of my roots and the lifestyle my parents/husband have chosen.