Now don’t get my wrong, I honestly LOVE being homeless. I think being homeless by yourself, or with a partner could be pretty cool. No agenda, no real plans, the fly by the seat of your pants approach to life is great. Having a bunch of kids makes it tiring.
No T.V. to put them in front of so you can “relax”
No couch to “take a break” on
All the elements that cause added stress (e.g. rain, hail, anything causing them to be inside)
Cooking all 3 meals plus snacks (there is no easy way out here)
Dishes being done by hand after every meal (I don’t want to be eaten by a bear)
Clothing being washed in the creek or at a Laundromat
Always being vigilant in order to be sure the children don’t fall off a mountain/eat something that will poison them/get eaten by something
Basically there is no escaping hard work when you are homeless with kids. Breaks don’t come like they do when you live in a house. I am tired all day, every day. I need a nap, I need some down time, I need to watch some terrible television and veg out, and I wouldn’t change any of that for the world! What I am learning about myself, my children, and that weird guy that keeps following us everywhere, Seth, is worth all the exhaustion that can be thrown at me. May I suggest you try homelessness too?
Disclaimer- I am talking about homelessness by choice. Before you get all huffy about how being homeless because you have to be and how “there is nothing fun in that” and how I am “terrible for implying that anyone should be homeless”, I understand homelessness because you have to be is terrible. I understand there is nothing fun about that. So, now you can’t yell at me!
Seven Wild And Free 