I thought I would miss more about the city. Considering how long I spent in NDG, and how often I was out of the house and milling about town, I was sure that I’d miss the action. But in all honesty, I was keeping busy as a way to avoid being alone with myself. There were things I just couldn’t face, voices I couldn’t quiet and that folks, is a post for another day, k?
I miss things like coffee shops, movie theaters, butchers and the option to have lunch- and not at home. But those things I’m living without, and I barely miss them. I make pretty good coffee and lunch here, and they stopped making movies awhile back anyways. So what’s to miss?
And by that, I don’t mean the random people on the street, and in Akhavan, because I REALLY don’t miss those- I saw them all on Saturday and I can honestly say NO THANK YOU, I’d rather be planting ferns. Alone.
No, I miss the people that I love who live there. Whoever comes into our lives now, will only have a part of the story. And that makes me treasure the friends I already have, my friends for life. You that know me inside and out, who have seen me done up and torn down, know where I came from and why I’m heading in this direction.
And with that in mind (I’m on day 20 of my morning routine, can you tell?!) I give you a few insights from 6 MONTHS of Country Life
How early you get up and how early you go to bed
How much you miss your neighbors (the nice ones that give you sugar)
How the weird 60 year old woman standing in your driveway will not rob you, she is just looking for her dog
How little time you spend worrying about how you look, smell or dress
How easily people ask you how much you paid for your property
How each trip away from home is calculated
How much you depend on your car
How loud birds are
How every house has a fire pit
How much I want a pergola
How awe inspiring winter can be
How much soil & compost you need
How there is NO REST. EVER.
How dirty the house can get, and how little I care
How come no one eats Canada Geese?
How you need a dedicated set of outdoor work clothes
How much there is to learn, and how little I know
How handy you need to be
How every decision I’ve made, the tough ones, the easy ones, the bad ones and the best ones, how they all have led to this
How I’m weaning myself away from the fear that it’s too good to be true