After your third serious bout of burnout, you finally decided to restart your life—or at least, that was the plan.\nBut the moment you laid eyes on the cheap little farm you bought, that confidence wavered. The land, already small, was buried under a sea of weeds. The irrigation ditches had long since dried up, and the fences were all leaning in completely different directions. The only saving grace? Your cabin was surprisingly big. And solid. That was… something.\nIt didn’t take long for you to realize: you needed help. Desperately.\