Like I said, it's a day in the life. Most would never consider what they do to get by, day to day, as being anything special. It's just life. It's kind of a trade-off. You trade convenience and comfort for a sense of self sufficiency. Sadly, this self sufficiency is an affront to the modern civilized society. They prefer that we be live in a comfortable, leisurely, and reliant manner. Various levels of government dictate how we use our property, how we earn our money, how we live.
25 years ago, we had no power, no phone and I had to walk a half mile out to the road because the snow was too deep for me to drive into the house with my 4WD truck so I parked out there. Today, I have an electric bill, an internet bill, a phone bill, a TV bill and have various levels of government crawling up my butt all the time. I think I was better off 25 years ago.
Today, if the snow gets too deep, I have a D-4 cat which starts easily with several pulls on a rope and once started, with two or three passes, the drive is clear. I still have to cut my firewood but today I just have to throw it in the dump truck and, to unload, I just pull a lever. Luxury. Comparatively speaking, as I sit here, watching the BS news and pecking away on my laptop, I'm pretty spoiled. I just dumped my second load of wood in the yard this afternoon and since I contrived to run over the handle of my splitting maul with the dump truck (misjudged my location) I won't have to split it until I put a new handle on the maul. If I don't feel like starting a fire or if it is cold enough I want to keep the house warm overnight, I can just start up the pellet stove.
Seriously, even though we have chosen to live a comparatively independent lifestyle, I don't think I do it as well as my grandparents could because they were born to it. Sometimes, I feel like I'm faking it. WH