Why is barn life so much fun? Take two:

I never get tired of hitting the return button instead of the tab button on this blog page. When you do that in the title line, it posts the blog you haven't written yet.

Let's see I was about to offer profound insight into why living in a barn is so much fun. Ah, yes.. It is all about improvement and moving foward. Any billionaire will tell you it is more fun to make the money than to have it. From our experience here, it is easy to see why. It is all about improvement in life and seeing ideas come to fruition.

Building the farm is tremendous fun because it takes so little effort to improve things. Most people take shelter, electricity, running water, being able to drive to your door step, central heat etc. for granted. We have had to create each of these. During the process we have led a pretty spartan existence here. In short, we have a low threshold for improvement.

Further, we are blessed with big equipment, lots of tools and plenty of raw materials, so things improve quickly around here. It is a very short time from conceptulization to realization. These two --izations are separated by very satisfying work. It is straight line gratifaction. As a result, we know exactly why we are working and the work is making a difference directly for us.


Most people have their basic needs satisfied completely. They are working for something of a lesser importance and it is often hard to associate their work with improvement in their lives. It makes it tough to stay motivated and easy to burn out.

Kris and I are fortunate enough to work on things that we dream up and will immediately improve our existence. We have the time to enjoy things as we are doing them. We are usually racing the weather, but if we lose the race it is not the end of the world. Our spartan exixtence turns out to be great fun.

So, it is Monday and I was feeling sorry for all of you who were heading off to work on projects that are important to someone but not necessarily to you. I admire your pluck. I am going to pick up the grandson and come back here and work on firewood. (Love the wood heat.)