doing things the victorian way

Modern life blows. Don’t get me wrong; convenience is awesome. But where’s the joy? Where’s the accomplishment? Why do I need to be swimming in debt just to keep up with the Joneses? Who are the Joneses, anyway?

This is our journey of going off the grid but with nary a dollar in our bank account. You don’t need to go broke to live simply.

And who I am? So kind of you to ask! I’m a twelfth-generation American who grew up on the Mason Dixon Line. As a kid of the 80s, I played with paper dolls and coffee-can stilts. I  wore hand-made clothes instead of hand-me-downs. I sewed, knit, hammered, and made damned fine biscuits. I read Laura Ingalls Wilder and Lucy Maud Montgomery. I watched I Love Lucy and The Brady Bunch. I beat up a lot of boys. I still, pretty much, do all of these things.

I grew up wanting to be an FBI Agent, a writer, an immigration lawyer. I ended up a housewife. It’s not a bad gig, all things considered, though the pay is friggin lousy.  Still, I do get to do a lot of what I want, hence, the going off the grid. I blame my parents, really. After all, maybe they should have put their foot down when, at 12, I asked for a sleeping cap & a lantern and, instead, shoved some Baby-Sitter’s Club my way.

Viola and (the usually silent unless I twist his arm) Edgar


2 Comment(s)

  1. purplepincushion

    2013/01/27 at 9:02 pm

    Seems we have similar backgrounds, except I hail from the great white north of northern Minnesota:-) We are pretty much off the grid ourselves. Lovin’ every minute of it!

  2. sara

    2014/04/10 at 4:38 pm

    Thought you might find this interesting:
    “The Song of the Shirt” – 1840s England

    With fingers weary and worn,
    With eyelids heavy and red,
    A woman sat in unwomanly rags,
    Plying her needle and thread:
    Stitch! stitch! stitch!
    In poverty, hunger, and dirt;
    And still, with a voice of dolorous pitch,
    She sang the “Song of the Shirt”!

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