I don’t want you to get the wrong idea when you read what I’m about to share with you.
Benefits to living inthemiddleofnowhere:
1. Yesterday I went to replace my lost driver’s license. I was in and out of the DMV in f i v e minutes. I handed over my passport, confirmed my address, watched adoringly as Luke charmed the DMV staff, coughed up $20, took a new picture, and was promptly handed my new license and a wish for a good day.
2. Our heat went out last week and we have been running on emergency heat. When the nice man came to diagnose our problem he arrived at the tippy top of the three hour window and when he came today to fix the problem with the part from Texas he arrived at the tippy top of the three hour window again.
Maybe living inthemiddleofnowhere is actually living in a parallel universe where service counts for something.
But don’t get the wrong idea. I haven’t gone soft on my uber love for urban dwelling. If Batman told me we were moving back to the city I’d pump my fist in the air and tell him it I can have us packed in two days flat.
P.S. No, this is not an April Fool’s joke. These are real life events.
P.P.S. I’m preparing my menu arsenal to be ready for the summer fruit and produce themiddleofnowhere lovingly supplies. I was unprepared for the goodness last year but not this year!