I’m calling myself out. Actually a friend called me out without realizing it. And that’s good.

I’m a planner. Hardcore. I always have my planner sitting on my dining room table ready to keep me on track. I keep my appointments, meal planning, random thoughts, and everything else you can think of in it. I drool over the new Erin Condren planners and all the amazing accessories you just HAVE to have to go with it. Not much makes me happier than a well planned busy day full of structure, organization, and being on time.

You know what is the exact opposite of all of those things? The farm.

God bless my husband because I know it drives him crazy even though he doesn’t say much. I try so hard to be good and accept that supper tonight will be anywhere between 7pm and 11pm and that I won’t know until the last-minute if they will come home to eat or need me to bring it to the field. It’s one of my biggest struggles as a farm wife though. I know that they truly have no idea what could come up that day or even hour and he doesn’t keep me in the dark to drive me crazy. He just truly doesn’t know the details of the day until they start. Even when they know what they need to get done that day or work on, it usually changes and something more pressing comes up.

I try hard to grin and bear it and it is something I work on daily, but to keep myself sane I still plan out our day every morning. I sit down with my iced coffee and make my “6 list” of 6 things I will accomplish that day. It helps me feel a little more organized since it doesn’t matter when I get those tasks done, just as long as I get them done before I go to bed. It is so much less stressful than when I would try to plan out my day down to almost the hour. Yes, I know. That’s crazy. I fully admit it and am so thankful that choosing this life has forced me to let go and give up some control. It’s good for me.

And as I continue to work on going with the flow I know that my husband will still grit his teeth on the other end of the phone when I say “what time do you think you’ll want supper tonight?” But he loves me, so he still says “I’m not sure honey, I’ll call you when it gets closer to that time.”

God bless him.