I could never be a farmer. It is as simple as that. I am too much of a dreamer to ever be one. I am not saying farmers cannot be dreamers, I am just suggesting our dreams are vastly different and mine change on a daily basis. My idea today will be completely different from the one I come up with tomorrow. I have a full-time job with the USDA laboratory on my campus.
These past two weeks I have pretty much been a farmer, and speaking from experience it is hard, though very rewarding, work. I have learned a lot, and let me tell you I just could never do it as a way of life.
- It is a big commitment. No, I am not saying I have commitment issues. I just know myself well enough to realize I could not commit to working every day all day taking care of a larger property. I am more of a cut the grass and be done kind of gal. I do realize all farms are different, but they just are not for me.
- There is so much responsibility. I am a responsible person. But I have trouble keeping a cactus alive. Maintaining crops or more than 10 animals would be a struggle. Even just handling the equipment. I highly respect those who can do it though.
- My dreams tend to take me places. I have a wild imagination that takes me to the far corners of our planet. Will I ever get there? I don’t know. But I do know having a farm would hold me back. I would be too worried to leave my farm in the hands of anyone else, and it is a 7 days a week kind of gig.
- Okay, I am lazy...to a degree. I am a person who likes to hang around reading a book or watching a good show. I can do manual labor, but I need my down time too. I also like my sleep. There is no getting up at the crack of dawn for me. I am also a night owl that just dreads the thought of going to bed early.
- I don’t like bugs. There are so many insects creeping along or buzzing by and it drives me crazy! I don’t need anything biting me or stinging me all the time. Not to mention them destroying your crops. All that hard work without benefits because some bug came along and decided it wanted to have a party and multiply by the hundreds and kill everything.
I highly respect those who own farms and maintain them. It is rewarding work. Just not the kind of work I want to be doing. I want to experience so much in my life, I do not want big commitments or responsibilities holding me back. I am responsible enough to know what I can and cannot do, and farming is a no. Maybe I can handle a few chickens, get some free eggs. But that is about it. So you keep doing what you do farmers, I will stay out of your way!