Over the past few months I have started working a lot more on the Ranch, in addition to my fulltime town job and my blog and writing. I am exhausted. Working on the Ranch is physically exhausting and working in town is mentally exhausting, I need a nap. All this work has started to affect how I feel and interact with the world. I miss my friends, I miss having a life, I miss cooking and having free time
That being said, I’ve got some pretty big news for you all. I’ve given my notice at my town job and will soon be working for my Parents fulltime. To say I’m freaking out would be a slight understatement. I loved my town job so very much. It taught me so many skills that have benefited both the Ranch and my own life. But since I’ve been working fulltime on both the ranch and in the office, I’ve realized I am spread too thin and something had to give.
Since my legacy and passion is the Ranch, I decided that it was time to return to it. It was a hard decision to make. I have become accustomed to a certain lifestyle, one where I can buy myself new boots, take myself to a fancy dinner if I feel like it or spend a fortune at the plant and flower store. Needless to say that time is ending. Since I will not have a steady income anymore, I will continue to freelance write, probably substitute teach in the winter and hopefully pick up a few part-time, odd jobs (I cook, I clean, kids love me, I drive tractors!).
My ultimate goal is in addition to my grass fed beef is to start raising heritage pastured pigs, quail for eggs and chickens for eggs. Hopefully I can start a CSA or some type of program like that and find financial independence there. I would also love to become more involved with my community. I will finally have the time and the professional demeanor (skills I learned in the law office!) to become involved with local politics and boards (I’m looking at you Fair Boards and Ca Beef Council).
I will greatly miss my boss, my co-workers and the community I work in and around. I loved getting dressed up for work, it was a change to put on a dress, make-up and do my hair, every day. On the Ranch the cows could care less what I look like or what I wear. In a way, I am completely doing an 180, from a fancy, salaried, air conditioned, classy, 9 to 5, office, to dirt, blood, sunshine and freedom. Know what? I couldn’t be happier! I’m going to be living the dream!
The post Living the Dream appeared first on The Beef Jar.
