Using YouTube in the Garden

I’ve been on Facebook since 2008. Before that, I had a profile on MySpace. I’ve tweeted, snap-chatted, and once I even used Skype to call my mom from the jungles of Costa Rica. While I’m not the most social person in real life, I’ve always been an early adopter of social media and connectivity apps…except when it comes to YouTube. I can’t tell you why, but for the longest time I practically loathed the platform. Maybe it was Justin Bieber or the plethora of videos of people doing really stupid things, I don’t know. I always thought of YouTube as the Craigslist of social media – a place where people just posted junk.

Then I found Tiny House Tours. It was on YouTube, of all places! And I wanted to watch it. So I did. And that led me down a rabbit hole of discovery – from vanlife videos to beginner beekeeping. Both YouTube and I have come a long way in the past 15 years and I’m okay admitting that it’s pretty much my go-to site now when I want to learn something new. I’ve used other people’s experience to help me fix a vacuum cleaner, change the oil in our lawn tractor, create a sourdough starter, plant garlic, prepare more recipes than I can count, cut Angie’s hair, and DIY my way out of so many situations it’s not even funny.

I’m sharing this little story right now because I was about to sit down and write a post about seed starting and building a raised bed garden when I realized that 100% of the things we’ve done this week on both those fronts came directly from YouTube. I’d love to take credit for these lovely ideas, but alas, they are not mine, so I will credit the folks I borrowed them from.

Self-watering Mason Jar Planters

On Saturday, we restarted our lettuces and a dwarf kale in self-watering mason jars on the windowsill. We borrowed this idea from Kevin and Sarah at Living Traditions Homestead and adapted it a little to save money. The tiny pots came from Dollar Tree (8 for $1) and I drilled a few holes in the bottom with a Dremel. The “wick” is an old cotton t-shirt. So far, the dirt has stayed moist. Lettuce pray that the seeds germinate and we have an entire windowsill full of greens! You can watch the full video here.

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A $10 Raised Bed Garden

On Sunday, we ventured outside to get started on our $10 raised bed garden. This idea was borrowed from Stivers Homestead, and honestly, neither Angie or I had thought of using fencing for the sides of a raised bed before. But…it was perfect! Each piece cost $1.60 and is 6 feet long, which worked out great for hauling them in our tiny car. The result – 18 square feet of additional garden space! We put our own compost on the bottom of the bed and covered it with topsoil. When we get ready to plant, we’ll add some additional gardening soil to the bed. You can watch the full video here.

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Recycled Seed Starters

And then there’s this nifty little idea that we borrowed from Thrifty Fun – recycling toilet paper tubes into seed pots. You can watch that short video here.

We started all of our tomato, pepper and cabbage seeds in these little pots and parked them under the grow lights. Hopefully, they grow! If not, I guess I can blame it on YouTube.

What YouTube channels do you enjoy watching? What cool ideas have you found there?

The Last Rant You’ll Ever Read Here

If you’re wondering why there was no blog post last week, we took a few days off to relax in the Smoky Mountains. Although short, it was just what we needed. You see, the past couple of weeks have been a real struggle. I’ve questioned just about everything in my life – from quitting my job last September to writing this blog. I wouldn’t call it depression so much as I would call it frustration. The job-free life I had imagined was far from what we were living, and I wasn’t sure what to do about it.

I thought being free from a 9-5 job was going to be life-changing. I admit, I had very high hopes for all the extra time I was going to have – like spending it cooking, gardening, and traveling. Moreover, I thought having some extra me-time hours would help me better balance my role as a caregiver – something I have long felt I need to learn to do. But none of that actually happened. Other people/obligations/situations claimed that time instead.

I know that I’m partly to blame for this. Boundaries have never been my strong suit. So trust me when I tell you this – I feel so much guilt even writing this post. I love my family to the moon and back but sometimes being the designated caregiver is so time consuming and stressful that it makes me want to curl up on the couch and binge watch I Faked My Own Death – while taking a lot of notes. I want to shove my Kindle and a few clothes in a backpack, toss Angie and Caesar in the car, and drive off into the sunset. I want to hide in a closet until a sibling I never knew existed knocks on the door to tell me that they are on their way to the pharmacy to pick up Mom’s medication so I can take a nap. And on a really bad day, I want to shut my computer for good, stop deluding myself into thinking my life is my own, and move all my family into the same house so I can dutifully care for the ones who need me. Because truthfully, that’s why I left my job in the first place!

They say expressing oneself is good for the soul. If that’s so, why do I feel like crap for typing that last paragraph?? In fact, I feel like I should hit delete right now because what if my family does read this? What if the wrong folks think I’m talking about them? Or better yet, what if the right folks know I’m talking about them? Sadly, this isn’t a Hallmark movie or an episode of This is Us. The truth isn’t going to suddenly wake people up and make them start expecting more from themselves and less from me. This is real life and people get hurt and angry when you tell them that you love them but you just can’t help them, at least not right now.

My family thinks that I quit my job because I was frustrated with my employer. They are baffled by the fact that I haven’t found another job yet – and by job, I mean a career-path that will take me to retirement. They say things like, “I’d rather just write you a check than have you out there doing something like that” and by “like that” I mean putting up a seed display at our local co-op. They ask me questions like, “when are you going to be over this phase?” as if I didn’t spend 3 years of my life thoughtfully planning out and practicing for the day I would leave my job for good. But they don’t know that…because the last time I tried talking about living on 50% of our income with anyone outside this blog, it caused too much yelling and a good bit of foaming at the mouth.

It was at that point that I came to truly understand that the people closest too us are not always the closest ones to us. Being part of a family does not mean that everyone in it shares the same beliefs, values, and ideas. And sometimes, when your beliefs, values, and ideas are drastically different than theirs, your best bet is to just shut up and avoid the drama. Neither of you is going to change the other’s opinion. Right now, I like to believe we’re doing something avant garde, trying to create our version of the good life from scratch. My family thinks I’m floundering and as such, they think they need to help me fill my time (at least until it prompts me to get back on track.)

So that’s where I’ve been these past few weeks/months/years. Despite the fact that I try to focus on happy things in this blog, life isn’t always happy. We have bad days, frustrating days, and full-box-of-Kleenex days just like everyone else. A lot of times I try to put a positive spin on caring for an aging parent, but the truth is; folks, it’s not easy! Especially when that parent is in a mean mood (her words, not mine) and wants to berate you for not makingĀ  Kool-Aid the right way.

Getting away for a few days didn’t dramatically alter any of this. It did, however, give me a chance to rest and reset and that led me to reconsider a few things. Yes, I’m going to spin this now. Don’t shake your head, you knew it was coming…

My family can be needy, yes, but I had to ask myself if they were actually being more needy than normal, and the answer was no. In fact, in some respects, the needs have been less. And the drama? Well, that’s pretty standard too. Is it right? No. But my family has been challenging me at every turn since I was 6 years old and told my mom I was going to be a writer when I grew up (not a nurse). In short, the real change here has been me.

My stress is caused in large part because I think deep down I want someone in my family to understand what we’re doing, to support it, and to maybe even brag about it to their friends. I want that level of encouragement because it will help keep me motivated. And I really could use some motivation sometimes! I also think I’m stressed because in some respects that are right, and that is a super hard pill to swallow!

Being job-free has been harder than I expected. I didn’t think things would just fall in my lap because I quit, but I figured, with a little effort, I’d be able to make enough money to afford this simple life we were trying to live. Some weeks are better than others, and so are some of the gigs we’ve accepted to help facilitate this journey. But sometimes I feel like I’m spending all my time chasing down the next gig and other times, I feel overwhelmed doing all the gigs I’ve scheduled. All this chasing/working leaves little time for anything else – like all those things I hoped to be doing instead – and it makes those otherwise normal family obligations seem so overwhelming.

While propped up on a big fluffy bed in our hotel in Pigeon Forge, watching Property Brothers and scrolling through Facebook, I came across a post from one of the companies that I often accept gigs from. It wasn’t anything profound, just a simple post about a job opportunity, but it sparked the kindling in my brain and I suddenly saw a way out of the frustration. It was an avenue of work that I had not really considered (get your mind out of the gutter!) but it was right up my alley, so I applied. Now, as of this post, I have yet to hear from that job but…a quick Google search revealed about a dozen other companies hiring for the same type job and to me that was all the inspiration that I needed.

These past five months have taught me something I never knew about myself. I need some structure in my life to make the good parts function properly. I’m not able to fully retire right now so some work is still necessary, but creating that work by stringing together different gigs is not…well, working for us. So, I’ve decided to try to find one steady freelance gig (or part-time job) that I can do from home and put away when I’m done. I know this sounds similar to the job I just left but I assure you, it’s not. I’m not looking to be in charge of anything this time. I’m not looking for a growth opportunity, benefits, or anything like that. I’m simply seeking a task-based job (think editing, proofreading, etc.) in a field I’m familiar with, that I can spend a few hours a day on, and I believe I’ve found several good ones to apply to. I’ll definitely keep you posted on the progress.

So there’s my rant…

You will (most likely) never read another one like it. Not because it’s not okay to express yourself – it is definitely more than okay – but because I hope to have a lot of other, more interesting, topics to discuss going forward.