I believe that opportunities arise in one of two ways. Either they appear when you are ready to see them, or you create them yourself.

My online presence has always been careful. But ‘careful’ is starting to feel a lot like ‘passive’ in a time when passivity is a conscious and potentially harmful choice, and that’s not the stance I want to take.

I have always had strong opinions about life, about the world. I have always had a place to express myself inside my own home, and I’ve done my best to support my friends and people I know. And I thought that was enough.

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“I am only resolved to act in that manner, which will, in my own opinion, constitute my happiness, without reference to you, or to any person so wholly unconnected with me.”

Today marks one year from the last time I posted on this blog, so happy anti-blogiversary to me! To celebrate, I’ve done nothing.
Except try again.

I decided several weeks ago to restart Que What Now because I want to change how I am interacting with the internet. A year ago I wrote a post about social media and how I was using it. I wrote about how I hated that social medias give me something to do when I should be focusing on something else and how much time I just wasted. At the time I was feeling pretty confident about changing my habits.
It didn’t last long.
But a couple of months ago I was doing enough real things that I wasn’t just wasting time. I fell off of Twitter and Pinterest completely and used Facebook only in the evenings because that’s how I communicate with people from this deep in the jungle.
That’s when I decided to restart my blog.

So, our family wants to be as self-sufficient as possible on our little farm in the jungle. We have chickens that are giving us eggs every day, we have trees that are giving/will give us fruit, and goats that will have kids soon and will therefore give us milk for butter and cheese and yogurt and such.

I explained in my post about chickens that we had gotten some meat birds before that we then had to dispatch of and they were delicious. We then got laying hens for eggs but mom pointed out that if we are trying to be self-sufficient, raising meat birds might not be a bad idea. So yesterday, while we were in town, we picked up six new baby chicks.

There are many things that can make anyone happy. I was simply thinking about it the other day. And thus, here is a random, completely irrelevant, for no purpose whatsoever, list of some things that make me happy: