You can't wear great clothes. Well, you could, but you'd be a perpetual Tide commercial. There are days I want to get up and put on my newest J Crew purchases or a cute dress but to impress who? The cows? Sega? The reality is that I live in Carthart complements of the local co-op. At least the clothes are cheap and don't go out of style or ever wear out.
This is what I never get to wear:
Early to bed and early to rise makes you healthy, wealthy and wise. No, not really, just sleep deprived. If you don't like early mornings DO NOT, repeat, DO NOT live on a farm. No idea where the wealthy part came from either.
If you don't like to mow, then don't go. I spend my summers (and springs, and falls) mowing, period. No cocktail hour, no time to run or ride or stitch. No time to do anything but mow. And you know what, we have had multiple frosts and my lawn STILL needs mowing. What is wrong with this picture?
Maybe this is not true for everyone, but you have to do the work yourself. Where I live it is almost impossible to find dependable help. I've tried, but in the end I do most of the work on the farm with my own bare hands. Remember James Dean in Giant (1956)? Well, he does not exist in the real world or at least not on my farm.
It's really an upside. Despite all the downsides, I still like it! Does not make any rational sense at all whatsoever, but I enjoy the sunsets, the cold mornings, being out with nature, not having to deal with noisy or loud neighbors, no leaf blower noise on Saturday mornings, no dogs barking late at night or early in the morning (we have coyotes instead and I am up before they are anyway) and no children screaming, no speed bumps, and certainly no 25 MPH speed zones to travel through on my way to anywhere. If the shoe fits, wear it and I guess I wear it well. To each his own, right? Well, maybe.