Life happens.
In this past month we have
finally managed to paint a majority of the house. We used a paint named
"Cream in your coffee" on the walls now with an accent wall of
grayish/green running throughout the length of the house.
Suddenly our walls are lighter and more vibrant. Our house seems more like our home and not the former owner's residence. It's just a series of home improvements that we have been working on since buying the house in September of last year.
our original look
Some of those jobs have been
major, others not so much but each job has increased the value of our
home. Sadly, for most Americans the home is going to be the most valuable
thing they own, and for Susan and myself there may come a time when we can no
longer due the upkeep on the home, and when that time comes, we can relax in
the knowledge that all the major work was done when we were young.
I still want to do solar
panels.
During the past month we also
managed to get estimates on our driveway, which we were originally just going
to seal but now realize that we have some serious issues and that it's better
to do a repair work now than wait till the problem gets worse. Other
things that prevented me from blogging included cleaning gutters, computer
issues (the old one died, and it took nearly a week to replace it), and power
washing the house.
Before you know it, a
month goes by.
I also wish that I had some
life altering subject to write about.... but I don't. Sometimes life is
just a series of events that happen in rapid sensation and all you can do is go
with the flow.
However, I did find a topic
interesting online that basically asked "Do you regret moving to
the country?"
If I am being honest with myself. At times I do.
Ages ago when I lived in the city I took public transportation up to the local grocery store, to work and into town for entertainment. I saved money on gas and parking. I had a variety of different restaurants to eat at.
While my yard was small, my
wife at the time and I still managed a small garden. We were able to go
to the movies or concerts without having to make it an entire day's event. We had options.
Here in the country things just
take more of your time and energy. A computer issue required two trips
into nearby Pittsburgh, resulting in nearly four hours of combined
drivetime. Not to mention the time with the technician and waiting.
Basically, an entire workday lost due to what ended up being a rather simple
fix.
While things may not cost more, you do have to consider issues of time and gas and distance. Something as simple as going to get a loaf of bread becomes a lifestyle choice. Is it easier and cheaper to make fresh bread? Or is it simply easier to run to the store?
When that store might be 30 minutes round-trip drive away, fresh bread becomes a more attractive alternative. Not only is the homemade bread more economical, but it's also healthier for you.
Then there are moments like
yesterday. I was standing in the back yard doing some yard work, the sun
shining on my shoulders warmed my very soul. The only sound was bird
song. No trains, no cars, no airplanes. Just bird song.
I took a deep breath, and the
air was fresh and clean; and you could just barely small lavender and mint.
It's quiet here, it gives a man time to think.
When I was growing up my farther
would sometimes just sit out on our porch.
I wasn’t sure what he was thinking or doing. I get it now.
I sit on our front porch with my coffee and take in the landscape or
just watch the sun rays move slowly up the sky.
I feel a sense of connection and
pride. This place is mine. This place is where I belong. I am connected to “home.”
I’ve felt that before, but this
is different. This feels long term. This feels like I belong here.
So, yea, I’ll continue to work on
the garden and try to keep the deer at bay.
I’ll try to learn to chop wood or paint or put up back splash. Because I’m home and there is no other place
that I want to be.
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