Would we Move to Our Little House Again part Two
Moving in the country, depending on where you’re moving, can be a huge undertaking. It’s a different way of life and our Living Large community also brought up some good points to think about such as rural crime (we hear about this happening to weekenders who aren’t here mainly during hunting season, although there’s plenty of crime to go with the meth trade), needing 4WD vehicles, the high prices and terrible service at rural utility and telephone companies, the availability of jobs, libraries and doctors (they even allow nurse practitioners to run medical clinics here due to the shortage of doctors willing to move to rural communities) and power outages. We also don’t have trash pick up and if we don’t make it the 6 miles to our volunteer fire department (VFD) on the scheduled pick up night, we hold our trash for another week.
Then there are the many reasons we moved here that has kept us wanting to stay:
- Number one for us is the absence of close neighbors. We don’t hear fights going on during warm summer nights when everyone has their windows and doors open, we aren’t awakened by flashing lights and sirens when there’s a loud party or domestic disturbance. We’ve never had an 18-year-old walking into our home in the middle of the night because he is so bombed out of his mind that he mixed our house up with the cookie cutter house 3 doors down that happened to be the party/drug house. You get the idea…we like our peace and quiet.
- Neighbors aren’t close in proximity, but they’re close enough to help out. When someone in our community dies, the whole mountain turns out for a potluck at the VFD. During the ice storm, neighbor helped each other making sure everyone had enough food and water and a warm place to sleep. In the suburbs, we knew 4 of our neighbors on our entire block. Here, we know people up to 8-10 miles away. In the city, I can remember just one evening in 17 years that a couple of neighbors got together with me for an impromptu cup of coffee and to chat. Here, it’s happened more times than I can count. People we don’t even know wave to us on the road. It’s a friendly place.
- There’s the fun festivals and things we sure didn’t have in the city, like good old fashioned tea parties (not the political kind!)
- Our property taxes, thanks to our homestead tax credit, are negligible, unlike the city, where we were paying $2,000 a year on an 1,100 square foot home.
- We can foster as many pets here as we like (although we choose never to have more than a total of 5), as we’re in an unincorporated area of the county. Leash laws, pet limits and breed bans (on Sade, our beloved pit bull) don’t apply.
- We do live so far out I can allow our big dogs to go on our walks with us without leashes. This really has been good for them to get exercise as they can take out on runs and still be within my sight.
- While we have to be careful of the wildlife, there’s nothing more beautiful than seeing deer or a fox roam through our yard or even to see a tarantula. We love to hear the song of the coyote pack late at night or the hoot of our resident owl as I walk to my studio in the darkness of early morning.
- Stars. Most people don’t even realize what they no longer can see in the city. From the top of the mountain, we can even see the whitish glow of the Milky Way.
- I’ve learned to cook more in 3 years here than I did in the 22 years of our marriage prior. If we want ethnic food, we’ve learned how to cook the dish at home. This saves us money on eating out and allows us to better control what we’re putting into our system.
- It really is fun for me to go to town and patronize the small mom and pop businesses we have. We don’t have a Starbucks, but we have Brewed Awakening that makes a killer Razorback! All of the stores and restaurants we frequent, with the exception of Wal-Mart, are locally owned and not the corporate Big Box chains.
- Space. Our house is little, but my husband, the mechanic, finally has the garage space he’s always dreamed of! And he has 7 more acres to build more if he chooses!
So, yes, we would do it again!
It really all comes down to the point Vicki made last week on the other post. It’s about planning, knowing what you are getting in to and making the best of the negatives while enjoying every positive that prompted your move in the first place.
It’s what Living Large is all about!
What have I left out in the way of the positives of country life?
I agree on the neighbors too, Kerri. I am blessed that I know the neighbors on both sides (1/4 mile away on both sides). They know I only get up about once a month, and both do text me if I need to be aware of an occurrence-the other day the text said, “Did you get a cow? Do you want it in my barn/freezer til you get here?” LOL….apparently a cow had wandered down into my little hill and was grazing. It’s owner was found and it was returned, but I would never have known without my neighbors watching out for my place.
BTW-I am taking off this Friday and going to spend Halloween up at the cabin putting up more paneling!
Putting up paneling can be a “scary” job, BJ! Good luck with that.
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When my chickens go crazy clucking up a storm, and the roister crows his little heart out,there are no neighbors close enough to object to the noise. My husband too, prefers to air dry in the sun after his shower and you SURE cant do that in the city.
Okay many will think me strange, but I enjoy hearing the neighbors cock crow at daybreak! I usually wake up giggling because the nearest one is slightly off key, but hey he does his best! It also lets me know I am where I can relax because I have NOT yet made the full time move due to the economy and lack of teaching positions in the smaller schools.
Well, it can be done, in the city, AJ, but I think there’s laws against it! 😉
We live by the ocean, and can walk on the beach as the tide and weather permits. Access to a beach in Boston would not be as easy. I must admit to being torn though and when you are married, you have to take the partner’s needs into consideration. I grew up in New York and Washington, DC, then spent 20 years outside Paris. My husband lived in rural Sweden until he was 17. He loves living in a small town. I miss the bustle of city life. I do think about this a lot, so thanks for tackling the subject. It helps me weigh one against the other as I think about the future.
I’m with you on ethnic cooking. I’m having to step up my Indian cooking skills out here!
For me it is Asian food. Chinese, Japanese and Thai…I cannot get enough of it!
I think it takes special people who enjoy the benefits of the country to make it work. I do like it that you all know your neighbors better than we do and they are only a few feet away. Living in the country has many perks as you’ve all pointed out.
Yes, it’s one thing to visit the country and quite another to live here, Heather. But we’ve come to enjoy it.
Some of the things I love about living in the country are: the way it smells outside first thing in the morning, not worrying about what I’m wearing when I take a long walk, never even putting makeup on unless it’s a special occasion, wild turkeys strutting right past my front door with deer not far behind, a more relaxed pace to life, fresh eggs and milk from neighbors and family, walking down our lane to the mailbox (I expect that to lose some of its charm with bad weather!) and many other things I probably haven’t experienced yet. We’ve only been here a few months so are still getting used to our new surroundings, but loving it so far! I think my husband would probably say he loves the fact that he can walk outside in the morning with his coffee,while still in his underwear!
Oh, Yes, all of those things are wonderful. My husband is the same way, LOL! 🙂
It hit me the other day that I had been extremely spoiled in the city, just by being in close proximity of anything that I wanted, when I wanted it….like Sushi…and Home Depot.
Here, you have to plan ahead and drive at least an hour and a half.
Every once in a while, I wonder if I made the right decision to move to such a rural area, then I realize I don’t rush anymore, I know my neighbors, I’m SAFE, and I have a clear view of the sky when the telescopes come out. Most of all, I realize that, in spite of all the inconvienences, I’m probably happier and more content than I’ve ever been in my entire life.
It’s been different, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. (And may I add thank GOD for on-line shopping!!!)
Hahaha, Rhonda, on the online shopping. I just completed most of my Christmas shopping online this morning! 🙂
…how about the lack of “peer pressure” to join the material/financial rat race? People in rural areas seem more likely to love living simply and to know the difference between wants and needs. It’s been such a relief to get back to a place where people unashamedly drive older cars, wear clothes and shoes until they’re worn out, and don’t max out their credit cards buying all the latest gadgets.
Excellent point, Kim! Thanks for adding that, it really is true.