Confession: I’m a suburban girl, born and raised. Then I spent most of my adult life living in the suburbs. And now I live in the country. Sort of. It’s hard to describe because Delaware is a weird place. We don’t exactly have a big city (Wilmington is the closest we come and let’s face it, it’s really Philly lite) and anything “below the canal” as we call it is considered rural. True story. It’s how we were able to get a USDA backed mortgage, only available for rural areas. And I live across the street, literally, from a farm so even though my house is in a neighborhood that’s technically a golf course community (another very convoluted description), we’re in the country.
It’s not as ideal as it sounds.
I mean, it’s better than the suburbs. Clean air, less neighbors and congestion, and open spaces are a wonderful way of life. But let’s check out the rest by examining some actual thoughts I’ve had in the 2 years we’ve been here:
It’s so peaceful and quiet. Wait, was that a gunshot? What the fuck? Do we live that close to a deer blind? I feel they should have disclosed that before we bought the house. #gunfireisscarynomatterwhereyoulive
Also, when did I get to the point in my life that I purposefully live near a deer blind? Or even know what a deer blind is? #wedonthavethoseinsuburbia
Living across from a farm is great. OMG, what is that smell?? #burnsthenostrils
I need to let the dogs out to pee. But there’s a big, scary spider/bug hanging out on the screen door. What if it gets in the house? I can’t take that chance. #heldhostagebyinsects
No, I will not pull weeds in the front yard, husband. Why? #becausesnakesthatswhy
We need to go to town. We need things. #whatmaingallsusedtosay
My lawn looks like a horror movie. I wonder if this was the inspiration for Hitchcock’s “The Birds” #ihatebirds #whyaretheresodamnmany
If I wasn’t already indoorsy, the amount of bugs swarming around my backyard would make me that way. This amount of bugs bites is not normal. #imtiredofbeingitchy
The library has file drawers where people can donate or pick up seed packets. Of course it does. #onlyaincountrylibrary
I’m going to have to go back to using a landline and answering machine circa 1992 because Verizon doesn’t have the capacity to handle us country dwellers. If they did, I’d actually receive calls. #thankfullyistillgettexts
This conversation:
Me: Did you see the dead rabbit on our sidewalk by the mailbox this morning?
Husband: No, I drove by it.
Me: How did you drive by it?
Husband: I wasn’t paying attention.
Me: That’s disturbing. Well, it’s been moved onto our lawn by someone not me and a…piece was left on the sidewalk. You’re going to have to get rid of both sections when you get home because I’m not touching it. Carcass removal is your job. #deadanimalsarenotafunwaytostartyourday #thisdidnthappenintheoldhouse
Where you do you live? What are some thought you have about it?
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