Two years ago, I would have written an entirely different post from this one. Back then, we were living in Florida with every possible convenience and every variety of store that you could imagine. I was quite spoiled in our day to day existence. Since then, we’ve moved to the mountains of North Carolina where we have to haul our own trash to the dump and losing power means losing water, too. Living in a small town that is situated in a very rural area is a completely different style of living. It’s like we moved the clock back about 50 or 100 years.
You know what? I love it and since we’ve been up here, we’ve cut out broadcast cable, I’ve downgraded my iPhone to a regular cell phone and we’ve circled the wagons around family, friends and nature. With that said, if I had to pick something that makes my life easier, it would have to be my washing machine. That is such a boring answer and it makes me feel old, but when you have 2 kids under the age of 5 (and one in cloth diapers), my washing machine is probably the one thing that I could not do without. I would happily pee outside and live by candlelight so long as I could keep my beloved washer. And you know what? It isn’t even a fancy, front-loader. It’s a 10-year-old, old school Whirlpool and I will keep it until the day it dies (we’ve already changed the motor once). That’s another thing that has changed about us since we’ve moved here. We don’t need to constantly upgrade to the next new thing “just because.” Life in general is so much simpler and it’s amazing how much easier you can breath when the things most important to you all fit in your car. Of course, we’d have to strap the washer to the top of the Subaru, but I think we can make it work.
What a sad, little post this was. Now, please excuse me while I go pretend that I live a more exciting life.