1800s? Maybe It Would Be Okay.

Hopefully there would be some farming. If I had a little platz to grow some veg and herbs I would probably be keen on doing some planting and tending most days now (so we could maybe stop living off of poor wine and old bread and that stinky cheese). Maybe I would be able to make cheese and honey wine and other things to take along with my produce to the markets. My husband would likely be buried in his books of philosophies and science most of the time and might be a teacher of some kind. Me too maybe. It would not be surprising if we were of those trying to find a way to migrate to the Americas, although the creation of a federal state in Switzerland would be starting to improve things generally. If I were not supported by my husband maybe I would be working in a textile factory, or somehow involved in making clocks, and trying to eke it out on my own. I would probably be skinnier and a whole lot less healthy, with little money or spare time. I think I am less afraid of the lack of electricity and flow of general information than I am of the lack of advances in medicine. I am pretty hearty, or have been so far, but please God, don't give me a bladder stone back in those days.