From City Stress to Country Bliss: Embracing Homesteading, Minimalism, and the Art of Thriving on a Budget

Like every idea comes a hardship and for me there were many that got me to the point where I had enough of the social ideals of consumerism and more rooted into the mentality of simplistic living, minimalism, hippy, peace, love, and a slow and steady pace. But I guess to start off I went from the hustle and bustle of Ontario where I was wound tighter than a top on a champagne bottle and scraping by to a rural community in Nova Scotia that has my heart for life. I always knew that I was destined to be surrounded by animals and nature in some capacity thought Ontario made it financially impossible for me to acquire the space and environment to inspire the gentle unwinding of my nerves and the opening of the creativity that has now become Misfit Acres Nova Scotia and everything that I aspire it to be. To think that I survived in the city for so long was beyond me. I believe I was assigned to be born in the wrong province. My heart is defiantly that of a Maritimer.

Hardship came in many forms in Ontario however what it inspired was a caring heart and a creativity for outside the box thinking. It helps I am already one of the creative types because well low and behold ingenuity and heart creates the best solutions if you ask me. That and neurodivergence but that’s for another story. Saving money has become an artform for me. The more that I can save the larger the rush. Its so satisfying to learn to create simplicity into practical day…