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So, you are right, things here are not peaches and cream. I had wanted to attempt to concentrate on the positives for now. I hear it said that the universe gives back what you release into it. I figured I could at least try.  ~shrug~

My failures or trials, or whatever you want to call them, are my own. Things are very rough for us, and have been since we got here. We will make it through, eventually.

And to answer some of your questions, no, if it requires money it will not be made, replaced, repaired or built for at least the next year. If we can scrounge up materials, then yes. 

Basically you will be watching me can a bunch of green beans. The suspense is killing you, I know. But we will not be talking about the horrifically scary driveway that broke the swing bar of my truck, nor the fact I have no interior walls in my house, or the floor is caving in, nor will we idlly chat about babbysitting cows, or refrigeration, or the fact that I am temporarily back to wearing a brace. (Falling hurts by the bye). No, what we will talk about is garden mulching, 

pickle making, dehydrating with the sun, how to get blood stains out of clothes, cooking on a campfire in the rain, preparing for the winter months and Jellies! 

And we will be happy about it, darn it! Ha! If we can't find the simplest of joys and reasons to laugh, there is no use doing any of this.  

For my sanity and my Husband's welfare, we find the optimism, the positives, and cling to the hopes. It's really all we have right now. And our love. (Gag) 

If I mess up really big, I will be sure to get pictures and fill you in. Promise.