Kristen’s Chickens and Farming Ventures

Sorry for the silence here everyone... it’s been a busy and rough end of the week. I’m really hoping Sunday will somehow turn things around and give a fresh start for this week :fl:fl:fl

So I’ll start with answering some of your questions and catching up, but first I have to again say thank you all for the support and encouragement (I was missing my notifications again... even more frustrating on a thread I started)

@CrazyChookChookLady that was a very brave and strong thing to do, especially in the face of such a serious illness. If my MIL had said something like that to me I would probably have slapped her right then and there! We luckily had a wonderful relationship, she would never have, and I miss Andrews mother dearly. I am sorry you had to go through that, but it sounds like you made the best decision for you and your Daughter, and that things are much better now.

Things are sort of progressing, not very smoothly, but moving forward... which I “think” may be a good thing, Maybe??? @Wee Farmer Sarah you are correct, we will technically own the structure, but not the land, and they could evict us and demand we remove the house (again, a little hard to do) and restore the land to its original state. Which with fill and leveling I’m sure the thistles would do the rest of the work for us on their own. When we were describing where we wanted to build to Andrews aunt three years ago it was literally “right where that big patch of thistles are in front of Lonetree field Gate”.

Thursday night I made arrangements to discuss my concerns with Andrews cousin, who is acting as a mediation for her mom, the farm manager aunt, and Andrews father. We will see it she is willing to listen. Andrew worked at the Abbatoir on the other island Wednesday and Thursday, and couldn’t get home until Friday morning. He was car camping and had to ferry from Salt Spring to Vancouver island late Thursday, wasn’t in time to make the last ferry here so overnighted in the side of the highway near the ferry terminal so he could catch the 5am ferry in on Friday. He’s a little exhausted.

During the Day Thursday I picked up and unloaded 20 bags of feed for the other farmer on island. And I was fully prepared to shovel concrete the next morning, grudgingly as I hate concrete, but willing. That was right up until Friday morning when FIL showed up while Andrew was just getting up from hour and a half his nap at 8:30 am, an hour before the concrete guy starts work (also his first semi decent sleep since Monday, with all the conflict and stress, he doesn’t car camp as well as I do). Concrete finally got here at 11 am, because it takes time to get the cement in the truck, and a long time to get here from the other side of the island, over two decent little mountains and through a gully, on very rough roads with a fully loaded cement truck!

Long and short of it was he (FIL) stormed into our trailer, became very verbally abusive, screaming at us and blaming us for things that he did that caused delays. I was not emotionally able to work with him so stayed at the trailer with my chickens until he left and the concrete was done.

Now, I’m exceptionally good at organizing and arranging subcontractors and getting things done, we gutted most of our city house, re-plumbed, and re-wired the whole thing. Replaced the insulation, and fully remodeled the basement suite in 4 1/2 months while living there and working full time with long commutes. But we have no legal interest in the land, and so we cannot legally build on it, everything has to be done or arranged by the “owner builder” (who had to pass a course and exam before we could even apply for the permit. I could list the two years worth of delays that he’s caused, but that’s not really worth it... the thing that probably sums it up best is that he knows everything, nothing has changed in construction code and building regulations in the last 35-40 years, and his communication style is “yell louder and you are right” if that fails just start throwing things or violently smashing stuff around you (we still need to write an apology letter to the municipal building inspection office for his behavior there).

On to the more positive news...
 
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Sorry for the silence here everyone... it’s been a busy and rough end of the week. I’m really hoping Sunday will somehow turn things around and give a fresh start for this week :fl:fl:fl

So I’ll start with answering some of your questions and catching up, but first I have to again say thank you all for the support and encouragement (I was missing my notifications again... even more frustrating on a thread I started)

@CrazyChookChookLady that was a very brave and strong thing to do, especially in the face of such a serious illness. If my MIL had said something like that to me I would probably have slapped her right then and there! We luckily had a wonderful relationship, she would never have, and I miss Andrews mother dearly. I am sorry you had to go through that, but it sounds like you made the best decision for you and your Daughter, and that things are much better now.

Things are sort of progressing, not very smoothly, but moving forward... which I “think” may be a good thing, Maybe??? @Wee Farmer Sarah you are correct, we will technically own the structure, but not the land, and they could evict us and demand we remove the house (again, a little hard to do) and restore the land to its original state. Which with fill and leveling I’m sure the thistles would do the rest of the work for us on their own. When we were describing where we wanted to build to Andrews aunt three years ago it was literally “right where that big patch of thistles are in front of Lonetree field Gate”.

Thursday night I made arrangements to discuss my concerns with Andrews cousin, who is acting as a mediation for her mom, the farm manager aunt, and Andrews father. We will see it she is willing to listen. Andrew worked at the Abbatoir on the other island Wednesday and Thursday, and couldn’t get home until Friday morning. He was car camping and had to ferry from Salt Spring to Vancouver island late Thursday, wasn’t in time to make the last ferry here so overnighted in the side of the highway near the ferry terminal so he could catch the 5am ferry in on Friday. He’s a little exhausted.

During the Day Thursday I picked up and unloaded 20 bags of feed for the other farmer on island. And I was fully prepared to shovel concrete the next morning, grudgingly as I hate concrete, but willing. That was right up until Friday morning when FIL showed up while Andrew was just getting up from hour and a half his nap at 8:30 am, an hour before the concrete guy starts work (also his first semi decent sleep since Monday, with all the conflict and stress, he doesn’t car camp as well as I do). Concrete finally got here at 11 am, because it takes time to get the cement in the truck, and a long time to get here from the other side of the island, over two decent little mountains and through a gully, on very rough roads with a fully loaded cement truck!

Long and short of it was he stormed into our trailer, became very verbally abusive, screaming at us and blaming us for things that he did that caused delays. I was not emotionally able to work with him so stayed at the trailer with my chickens until he left and the concrete was done.

Now, I’m exceptionally good at organizing and arranging subcontractors and getting things done, but we have no legal interest in the land, and so cannot legally build on it, everything has to go through him. I could list the two years worth of delays that he’s caused, but that’s not really worth it... the thing that probably sums it up best is that he knows everything, nothing has changed in construction code and building regulations in the last 35-40 years, and his communication style is “yell louder and you are right” if that fails just start throwing things or violently smashing stuff around you (we still need to write an apology letter to the municipal building inspection office for his behavior there).

On to the more positive news...
Oh man! How do you put up with that... :th.... I’m sorry you have to deal with that! If some people would just have a heart of gratitude things would be immensely different!
 
Post is way too long... sorry. I have to break it up, so our positives are: Maybe Andrew’s cousin can get the family to behave civilly and will address that we invested our life savings and much work into the property for the past two years, and have just now been told we will never have any legal say on it or control over the businesses? WTH?

The concrete is in for the footings! Finally...

The girl with the prolapse has held it in for three days now, and I’m going to say we are out of the woods there!

We brought in almost $530 in sales at the BBQ Saturday. And I’m totally sold out of chicken.

The chickens are all doing well, and the eggs look good in the incubator. And my meat gals are laying so I might be able to start on that aspect of breeding soon! Pictures will be coming soon.
 
One other thing to note... if the violence is ever directed at us, to the point he damages our belongings or attempts to hit me or Andrew again, (there was a broom incident early this year) we will be calling the police and leaving. If he ever touches any of my animals with anger or malice I make no promises of good behavior. I will not remain in an unsafe environment.

When out of this generation (Andrew and his cousins) there are only 2 people in 7 (including spouses) willing to do the actual work of farming, and only one is a qualified professional in the meat industry.... you would think they would be less hostile to us. I mostly fear for the future of the farm, as well as ours. But our safety takes precedence.
 
Sorry for the silence here everyone... it’s been a busy and rough end of the week. I’m really hoping Sunday will somehow turn things around and give a fresh start for this week :fl:fl:fl

So I’ll start with answering some of your questions and catching up, but first I have to again say thank you all for the support and encouragement (I was missing my notifications again... even more frustrating on a thread I started)

@CrazyChookChookLady that was a very brave and strong thing to do, especially in the face of such a serious illness. If my MIL had said something like that to me I would probably have slapped her right then and there! We luckily had a wonderful relationship, she would never have, and I miss Andrews mother dearly. I am sorry you had to go through that, but it sounds like you made the best decision for you and your Daughter, and that things are much better now.

Things are sort of progressing, not very smoothly, but moving forward... which I “think” may be a good thing, Maybe??? @Wee Farmer Sarah you are correct, we will technically own the structure, but not the land, and they could evict us and demand we remove the house (again, a little hard to do) and restore the land to its original state. Which with fill and leveling I’m sure the thistles would do the rest of the work for us on their own. When we were describing where we wanted to build to Andrews aunt three years ago it was literally “right where that big patch of thistles are in front of Lonetree field Gate”.

Thursday night I made arrangements to discuss my concerns with Andrews cousin, who is acting as a mediation for her mom, the farm manager aunt, and Andrews father. We will see it she is willing to listen. Andrew worked at the Abbatoir on the other island Wednesday and Thursday, and couldn’t get home until Friday morning. He was car camping and had to ferry from Salt Spring to Vancouver island late Thursday, wasn’t in time to make the last ferry here so overnighted in the side of the highway near the ferry terminal so he could catch the 5am ferry in on Friday. He’s a little exhausted.

During the Day Thursday I picked up and unloaded 20 bags of feed for the other farmer on island. And I was fully prepared to shovel concrete the next morning, grudgingly as I hate concrete, but willing. That was right up until Friday morning when FIL showed up while Andrew was just getting up from hour and a half his nap at 8:30 am, an hour before the concrete guy starts work (also his first semi decent sleep since Monday, with all the conflict and stress, he doesn’t car camp as well as I do). Concrete finally got here at 11 am, because it takes time to get the cement in the truck, and a long time to get here from the other side of the island, over two decent little mountains and through a gully, on very rough roads with a fully loaded cement truck!

Long and short of it was he (FIL) stormed into our trailer, became very verbally abusive, screaming at us and blaming us for things that he did that caused delays. I was not emotionally able to work with him so stayed at the trailer with my chickens until he left and the concrete was done.

Now, I’m exceptionally good at organizing and arranging subcontractors and getting things done, we gutted most of our city house, re-plumbed, and re-wired the whole thing. Replaced the insulation, and fully remodeled the basement suite in 4 1/2 months while living there and working full time with long commutes. But we have no legal interest in the land, and so we cannot legally build on it, everything has to be done or arranged by the “owner builder” (who had to pass a course and exam before we could even apply for the permit. I could list the two years worth of delays that he’s caused, but that’s not really worth it... the thing that probably sums it up best is that he knows everything, nothing has changed in construction code and building regulations in the last 35-40 years, and his communication style is “yell louder and you are right” if that fails just start throwing things or violently smashing stuff around you (we still need to write an apology letter to the municipal building inspection office for his behavior there).

On to the more positive news...

I really don't know what to say besides that I wouldn't be trying to build a house there in the situation that you are in. I feel that they are using you, and in the end they are going to kick you out. I would save my money, because I'd need it later to restart my life over.
 
Hi Kris, what drama. You've had to deal with so much and now this. I have a suggestion that might be feasible. Although I'm not well versed in property laws but it's a thought. Who owns the entire property? If your FIL is not the sole owner, which I'm kind of getting he isn't, then try to come to a legally binding agreement with the majority owner to lease the land you are building on along with right to use a predetermined parcel for your farming activities. What ever the outcome of any of the arbitration, push to get something in writing that protects you and your investment. I'm not sure if this is helpful, but like I said before, it's a thought.
 
:hugs I am just gobsmacked by all this...:idunno I don't get it. It makes for so much unnecessary drama. Prayers, best wishes, love...:hugs

However...great to see progress on the house ~ which I hope you actually get to live in & farm from;

Wonderful news about prolapse girl!

Well done on the markets revenue!!!! :woot:highfive:

And always good to know chickens & eggs are going well. :)
 

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