Saying Goodbye To His First Home 

We sold our house this summer, and it almost killed us. 

I’m half kidding but only half. 

I think I’ve mentioned before we moved into the house on the dairy farm over the winter. We never had a big, official move, but we slowly hauled over boxes and bags packed with varying levels of care until we made a dent.

Spring got closer, and we focused on cleaning stuff out of our previous home and trying to attractively arrange the remaining furniture.

 

He said goodbye to his old room many times before it was official.

 
This turned into some new lighting, painting the walls that still had paneling, and installing new kitchen flooring. 

Before I really knew what hit me we were knee deep in a bathroom remodel, picking out carpet, and making multiple trips to the home improvement store every week. 

And, you know, by this time it was also May spilling into June. Somehow we made it through spring field work, our first cutting of alfalfa hay, and all the day-to-day animal care and farm management while working through the rapidly growing house project. We tackled bathroom drywall and trim (mostly ourselves), painted nearly the whole interior of the house (which we thankfully hired out a good chunk of) and lots of weeding, mulching, mowing, and general outside upkeep. 

Final supplies looking messy in the basement

By the time we listed our home for sale I think we’d done everything we thought about but never got around to when we bought it six years ago. Even small but time consuming details like new doorknobs and outlet covers throughout the house were finished. 

Many times I felt the late nights or super early mornings of painting or cleaning were not worth it, especially when I found myself working alone in an empty house. Truthfully JR put in more hours than I did, and I know it was long for both us. Often it would be just one of us at the house while we traded off child watching and work at our “real” job on the farm.

Speedy did make trips to the house with us when needed, and I was pleased we only had one incident of sticking little hands in wet paint.

When the time finally came to list our house we were thankfully rewarded with plenty of views and some good offers. July 13th marked our closing date and the end of our house saga.

 

Waving goodbye on one of the last days. Gosh — I will miss these flowers.

 
 Somehow it’s now September 1st, and I still find myself unpacking random boxes and unable to park in the garage. Where does all this stuff come from?? 

We are both burned out on moving things and house projects, so our current home will wait a while longer before we attack it with the same vigor. 😊 We are comfortable and can find (most of) our stuff (usually), so I’m going to be rational and have patience with myself. 

Aside from the work of fixing up and selling a house it’s been a challenging year to be a dairy farmer. I won’t go into lots of dreary details, but milk prices are quite low and got worse with the tariffs and instability in our international trade negotiations. I think of myself as a realistic optimist, and as I follow these issues I hold onto hope at least some positive economic changes may be coming for agriculture. 

If you’re curious about the current dynamics of Minnesota’s dairy economy this is a good read: http://m.startribune.com/milking-cows-on-an-industrial-scale-arrives-in-western-minnesota-and-some-farmers-shudder/490589351/

We haven’t done a lot of extras this summer, but thankfully I keep carving out a little time to run. Speedy is a great sleeper, and many days I can set off in my running shoes and be back before anyone else is awake. The dogs always hear me, but I just pacify them by feeding them early. 🙂 

Our busiest season of corn silage is just a few days away, and that will put most other parts of life into survival mode. The weather has given us abundant corn, so I pray for a safe and smooth harvest. 

What’s on your mind as summer winds down? 

About Lisa

Hi, I'm Lisa. Dairy farmer's wife and Minnesotan to the core, I write about rural farm life, running down country roads, and the food, faith, and family that bind everything together. Follow along on my journey.
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One Response to Saying Goodbye To His First Home 

  1. Alica says:

    It sounds like your summer has been quite busy! I can imagine…as we are also dairy farmers…and I can’t imagine getting all that work done on your house in one of the busiest times of the year. Way to go! We just finished our 4th cutting of alfalfa and filled silo this week. I hope you guys can hang in there and that the dairy economy improves! We’ve been farming for 25 years and the next generation has no interest, so we’re selling our heifers this winter and cows in early spring. I’m sure we’ll find jobs, but there’s something about being self employed that is so good!

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