Cell phones... My Stepdaughter arrives home to our humble farm! Spends the weekend speaking about being board, totally! Why is all due to the country life... Ah to be back a college again! Hustle and Bustle of life...
Anyhow, the cell phone does not have a signal, unless you stand at eight-O'clock in the barn drive and face East, holding the one maple tree close to the road at sugaring season; so the sap acts as a antenna... I love the country... Need me, Drive the hell over, cuz my neighbors are too far away to walk... Fend for yourself is the key to the country...
As a husband, there is always something to do, you know the Honey DO list or your own list... As a wife well there is always something to do as well, like the mud in the house which never stops!
Times are not so easy now. Saving finances in a horrible economy. Keeping a house. Keeping your animals safe. Making sure you have enough on the table... Staying home...
So, why is the country a better place to be in bad times? You have plenty to do, there is always something interesting, fun and hard work just around the corner to occupy your days... Translation: Your entertainment is built in, your self-satisfaction is not related to any commerce! You save money... Your hands are dirty, and your conscious clean... Your animals smile at you and look forward to seeing you unconditionally!
So does you wife...
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