Seriously, these women are no joke. When was the last time you walked in to a ski lodge and saw a group of women sitting around a table, knitting and drinking coffee out of mason jars, all of which they brought from home, while chili slowly warmed in a crock pot at their feet? Well, the last time I saw that was two weeks ago, at homeschool ski class. The class was less than $40 for a day of skiing, an hour-long lesson, and rentals. Which is still a lot of money if you have a few kids, which they nearly all do. So the mommas brought their own snacks and lunch. They were industriously making their own clothes while the kids skied. And not a one had wasted any money on make-up.
It might sound like I’m teasing them (because I am, lovingly I hope), but at least some part of the reason I still homeschool is because of these very same mommas. They inspire me.
Some of them didn’t graduate from high school because they found it so boring. So instead of wasting time with high school and college, they got a camper and drove around the country learning how to bake bread. Others gave up lucrative careers and moved their families to smaller houses and less expensive towns so that they could homeschool. They have chosen to have far more children than our society thinks makes sense, and they traded in the American dream for something less commercial and slightly wacky. And wacky doesn’t usually leave you with a ton of disposable income.
The truth, of course, is that these two forces – financial constraints and a desire to opt out of standard consumerism – are mutually reinforcing. Now that you quit work and had a fourth baby, you can’t afford cable, which means that you don’t watch a bunch of commercials that tell you what to wear and drive. Or maybe you want to leave a smaller carbon footprint, so you don’t use your dryer as often and don’t need to replace it as soon. Or maybe you want your children to learn how to play the piano. But a piano and lessons are expensive, so you teach your children how to make specialty ice cream that they can sell in the park from a homemade lemonade stand.
You get the idea.
I laughed out loud when I saw the mommas at the ski lodge two weeks ago. But I brought our lunch from home today. And I just might learn to knit.
Like I said, the mommas inspire me.