High school all over again

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Yesterday my Dad and his friend, Lars, worked at the homestead and did wonders. They moved the 20-foot long 2×12 rafters and put them up as a temporary floor for the loft. They used the bucket on the tractor to lift them to the second floor. I still can’t comprehend how we are going to put them up as rafters. I could not wait to go up to the loft and see the view. It is pretty spectacular.

Today two more trees needed to come down. If you’ve been following along, you know how much I hate my Dad cutting trees as I think that it is just so dangerous. Well, the trees are down and he is fine. Fingers crossed that those will be the last two trees that we need to take down for the house.

My life tends to be very busy these days. I get up and work all day and then usually head to the homestead directly from work. My parents typically save the heaviest lifting for when I am there and can assist. That is fine with me as I feel so guilty because they are doing so much.

We typically work at the homestead until dark and then come home and get some dinner. I have been staying at their house instead of spending two hours a day driving back and forth to Old Town. Tonight however, it was like I was in high school all over again and it was almost more than I could deal with.

First, I will never be able to thank my parents for what they have done for me. Not just through this endeavor, but my entire life. However, when you have celebrated the anniversary of your 29th birthday multiple times, living with your parents is not what you want to be doing. Also, this week I started taking an online class for my job.

Can you see where I am going with this? Tonight we get home and my Mom says “You go do your homework, I will make dinner.” AHHHHH!!!!! That phrase hasn’t been uttered in the house for many, many years. As I came down for dinner I commented well, it’s high school all over again.

My Mom quipped, “Well, not exactly – I don’t care if you do your homework – back then I did.” I laughed as truth of the matter is – I care and am stressing more about doing well on my homework now than I ever did back then.

Laura Reed

About Laura Reed

After 15 years in college athletics, the last seven as an assistant athletics director, I was burned out with 70-hour work weeks and extensive travel. I resigned my position and accepted a position in marketing at a small, vibrant college in my hometown of Unity, Maine. In the process I wanted to go back to my childhood where we raised polled Herefords, had a Christmas Tree Farm and spent many hours outside. I decided I wanted to build my own home on beautiful farmland that my family owns. With help from my Dad, the most talented person I’ve ever met, we are building my home together. I have decided to blog my experience – the ups and downs, the joys and frustrations. What was once an open field will one day be my home! The dream in my head is becoming reality. I can just see the lambs frolicking in the field, chickens in the barnyard and going running with my Alaskan Malamute!