My Journey Officially Begins

Over the last few months, I’ve hit some highs and lows. I was so very excited to leave my office job and set out into this whole new world yet undiscovered for me. I have been working an office job, since I was 19 (that’s just shy of 10 years) and have been working since I was 14, so my summers, my spring breaks, my Christmas holidays were all spent working. I had little time to play in the sun, don’t get me wrong I had plenty of time to play and do fun things, but there was almost always a time constraint on it. I always had to go to work, thus, the last few months have been different. Having the freedom to make my own schedule and do as I choose took some figuring out. I laid on the couch and moped for a week or so and then I had a brilliant idea. I should start my own business, doing what I choose, when I choose and how I choose to do it. It sounds selfish, me, me, me, but it has been amazing. I started my own business, FreebornLiving, I am a personal organizer (which I love to do, sometimes my fiance thinks I am too organized). I also have started doing a little landscaping on the side, which I absolutely love love love. Working in the yard and in our garden calms me and makes me happy. It’s a strange love affair between me and gardening, I swear. I could spend hours weeding in the yard and be happy as a clam. When I’m stressed, angry, worried or just need to clear my head the garden is where I go. It doesn’t help that I am obsessed with my seedlings. If I could I would sit and simply watch my seeds grow. Once my camera is back in action I will upload some before and after pictures. Sometimes I think the dog and my fiance get a little jealous of the time I spend with my seeds, hehe. Let me give you a little background as to why I am so obsessed with my seedlings, or my babies as I like to call them.

I have been in love with the idea of gardening since I was a child, I always loved to watch the flowers grow, admiring how much bigger plants were since my last visit to where ever we were. I always wondered what they were thinking or feeling.. I’m strange I know, but my hope is that there are a few fellow gardeners and sustainability enthusiasts like myself, who feel the same way I do. My parents ability to garden was (and still is) none existent, we had gardeners. It wasn’t until the last 5 years that I really got into gardening. I had always wanted to take a class about gardening and while I was attending LBCC, I took a horticulture class and I was hooked. I have been an avid gardener every since. Although the first few years my gardening abilities were similar to my parents, everything I touched died and I mean everything. I killed grass and bamboo.. But since we bought our house a few years ago, my gardening abilities have blossomed (pun intended, hehe). I can even grow seeds, it took me a year or two to nail that task down, but I can do. I killed thousands of seeds my first couple stabs at it. But now I have just over 100 seeds growing in my greenhouse. It is the most exciting thing to wake up every morning and see how much the seeds have grown and then to come back later in the afternoon and check again. And what-da-ya-know they’ve grown some more!!!!

Enough for today, I will be back with pictures and more posts.

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