"Here he goes again," I thought, "This is just a phase. It will pass."
That's what I told myself. Dan is a dreamer and he dreams big. Like selling all our things and moving our two kids to China to teach English. Or starting a goat farm/bed and breakfast in North Carolina. Or owning our own dive shop in Belize. Never mind that we don't know how to do any of these things or have any money or just bought a house.
I will indulge him for a few weeks or months, looking up facts and figures, making plans and dreaming right along with him. Then the dream starts to fade and we come back to reality.
So when Dan told me he wanted to have an urban homestead, my first thought was, "Let's see how long this lasts." Then he started making trips to Home Depot and CAL Ranch. He scoured KSL.com for cheap or free materials. Dan started building grow boxes and planting seeds.
I dug in my heals for as long as I could. I didn't want to get sucked into another quickly fading dream. But, unfortunately for me, I really love everything about urban homesteading. I love animals and plants. I love dirt and being outside. I love watching things grow. So, I drank the Kool-Aid too and now we're both going crazy.
We have no idea what we're doing, but we're learning along the way.
Welcome to the Wilde Urban Homestead!