For the first time in nearly three years I found myself asking, why I do this self - reliance stuff. It was a long day, made longer by guinea hens that would not shut up (for the past two nights). My Catahoula alerts to problems, so apparently they're just flustered at 1, 2, 3, and 4 am. My order of 1200 chicks came in and I've been saving my town errands because of the price of gas, so I fed the animals and left. I had very limited cash so no groceries were purchased (even though I needed some). I bought two sacks of feed, dropped off the electric payment, picked up my chicks, and drove past Subway, really hungry and really wanting a tasty sub... but no cash. Came home put the chicks up in brooders- took three hours- watered the pigs again, brought in the eggs, threw out the rabbit feed that got soaked in the feeders last night in the storm (first storm in ages, we're having a drought). My stomach was growling. My right foot ached the entire time because I stepped on a nail yesterday. My hands have a multitude of tiny cuts from daily work. I'm sunburned from fixing a pen yesterday early in the morning. I take a cold water shower -turned off the water heater a week ago to save on the bill. Sit down for a little lunch around 4. Notice about 50 chicks have found a way out of their makeshift brooder so I run out and get them back in. Sweating. It is 95 degrees outside and a refreshing 90 in my house because I don't use the a/c. My son wants to spend the summer at his grandmother's so he can have a summer job (a worthy cause but I will miss him). My daughter will be off to university in a couple of months. My partner works out of town all week to pay the bills. My own bills are lagging. Today I felt like I might as well be living in a third world country. Tell me again why self reliance is a good way of life?