Alder Burns wrote:I wonder what lessons might be had from our misadventures with the same kind of thinking. We tried to move to town three times in the last five years, and after meeting disaster every time, have resigned ourselves to living "in the middle of nowhere" for the rest of our days or until it becomes physically impossible. I suppose part of it is because we've lived in the rurals so long that our people skills and drama tolerance have suffered. We always seem to have at least one neighbor from hell wherever we've lived, but in the rurals the distance alleviates the drama. Then there's the profound disappointment in our "friends" who would greet us as kindred souls when we would come to visit a few times a year, but who didn't have time for us when we moved into their neighborhood! I was also endlessly frustrated by the interference, potential and actual, with what I wanted to do with the yard or the house (think animals, humanure, gray water, etc.) and the necessity to do such things in hiding and be careful who finds out, etc…which just isn't as strong out in the country.