The other night I was talking to my mom on the phone. She called to get the recipe for pistachio torte. She realized she had all the ingredients on-hand except cream cheese. At 10 o'clock at night she decided to run down the street & grab this last ingredient real quick from the grocery store. I was so envious. She has the access to 24 hour grocers.
For 24 hours.
In one day.
I miss that. I miss the convenience of hoppin' in my minivan at any hour of day I wanted & having the availability of "...just down the road."
That's the only thing that I am finding hard to adjust to now that we live in a small town. Everything else, I'm fine with.
I'm fine living in a town without any traffic lights.
I can deal with stinky cow poo. (BIG stinky cow poo.)
I'll learn to handle the fact that everyone knows everything about everyone & their business. (And a common phrase heard is: "so-n-so told this person who told that person who heard it from such-n-such...")
l'm fine residing in a place where it's known as Population:Tiny. (ok, I made that up.)
And, I can understand that if you offend one person, you've actually offended a large percentage of the town. (Mathematically it just works out that way.)
I even appreciate that the whole town shuts down to go to the highschool sports games.
And I can occupy myself with an assortment of random activities since there is nothing to do in this town.
But, if I have a hankerin' for some Taquitos late at night or--worse yet--need some feminine products, well, I'll just have to wait.