I feel the same way contentment is all that matters. When i met my current wife i was in my 7th year living in my 16x24 cabin i built myself when i was in my 20s.when everyone my age was being popular i was cutting ceader cabin logs. cabin has gas or oil lights wood heat no running water.my biggest expence was a pack of 32 bear/cat/coonhounds.I would be sitting by the campfire cooking supper friends would stop by they would say what you doing i would tell them wathching tv cookin supper.they never could get it.ive never had any sense of smell ive been skunked before and never knew it.come trappin or coon huntin you found out who your real friends are.who knew skinnin critters bothered some people so much?Or goin to town for truck parts with you chore boots on that might smell like cow****.my in laws are well to do he owns a trucking company they sure dont understand me.I work hard and take care of my family and help anyone i can what else is their?maybe thats why i love logging so mutch nobody bothers me.I guess having been raised by my grandparents might have alot to do with it.they were both born in 1916.
