Things you take for granted in the country
A better name for this blog might be; "Things I took for granted in the country and moving to a small town."
First let me say, I'm not complaining. Not at all. I wouldn't trade the move back to my hometown for all the tea in China. But I gotta admit, I'd become a bona fide city sleaker. So, here's my list (in no particular order) followed a brief commentary.
-Rain would drain AWAY from where I'm standing, sitting or anything else.
Apparently, not so. I've given myself the new nicknames of "gutter boy" and "head in ditch man." As of late, we (me and Max) have installed approx. 100' of new gutters. They work great until the rain barrels fill up and overflow. I've personally dug three drainage ditches. At one point, I had my head buried 18" in a ditch so I could get a caulk gun under the siding.
-Computer service
Here's a doosey. First, if it rain--the lines get static. Then after waiting three weeks to get that cleared, the computer modem goes kaput. Actually, it's not all bad. I always liked Big Chief pads and #2 pencils.
-Dumpster/garbage disposal
Eight miles out in the country, you can't just put your garbage cans on the street two nights a week. You either haul to a pit and wait to burn it, take into town to dump it or sign your life away to get a real dumpster on your property. Right now, I'm in the process of signing my life away.
-Good help
Did I tell you about the "ranch hand" who quit after working only 2 1/4 hours? Thank goodness not everybody's that way.
-The corner gas station
I keep a gas can in the back of my truck b/c the nearest station's eight miles down the road.
-TV
Don't miss it. Don't want it, but when severe weather rolls into the area--it is a convenience.
-Ice
A refridgerator w/ an ice maker's worth $1,000,000,000. I don't have $1m so I don't have a fridge w/ an ice maker.
That's just a sampling of things I took for granted. I'm sure I could think of more, but that's the gist.
One thing I didn't take for granted and will never overlook is the quality of life in the country and my hometown. Afterall, who needs all the above when everyday is a new adventure eight miles west of town?
Bill Robertson
First let me say, I'm not complaining. Not at all. I wouldn't trade the move back to my hometown for all the tea in China. But I gotta admit, I'd become a bona fide city sleaker. So, here's my list (in no particular order) followed a brief commentary.
-Rain would drain AWAY from where I'm standing, sitting or anything else.
Apparently, not so. I've given myself the new nicknames of "gutter boy" and "head in ditch man." As of late, we (me and Max) have installed approx. 100' of new gutters. They work great until the rain barrels fill up and overflow. I've personally dug three drainage ditches. At one point, I had my head buried 18" in a ditch so I could get a caulk gun under the siding.
-Computer service
Here's a doosey. First, if it rain--the lines get static. Then after waiting three weeks to get that cleared, the computer modem goes kaput. Actually, it's not all bad. I always liked Big Chief pads and #2 pencils.
-Dumpster/garbage disposal
Eight miles out in the country, you can't just put your garbage cans on the street two nights a week. You either haul to a pit and wait to burn it, take into town to dump it or sign your life away to get a real dumpster on your property. Right now, I'm in the process of signing my life away.
-Good help
Did I tell you about the "ranch hand" who quit after working only 2 1/4 hours? Thank goodness not everybody's that way.
-The corner gas station
I keep a gas can in the back of my truck b/c the nearest station's eight miles down the road.
-TV
Don't miss it. Don't want it, but when severe weather rolls into the area--it is a convenience.
-Ice
A refridgerator w/ an ice maker's worth $1,000,000,000. I don't have $1m so I don't have a fridge w/ an ice maker.
That's just a sampling of things I took for granted. I'm sure I could think of more, but that's the gist.
One thing I didn't take for granted and will never overlook is the quality of life in the country and my hometown. Afterall, who needs all the above when everyday is a new adventure eight miles west of town?
Bill Robertson
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