Rural, Military Housewife....my new life
Yeah, if you told me five years ago this is where I'd be now, I would not have believed you.
I've been here a few weeks now and am finally settling in. Things still need to be put away in the house, but it's in a state I can live with. The baby is asleep and I am pausing from my weeding to eat some lunch. My landlady was by and pulled flowers from the gardens for me to put into a vase. I'll be harvesting lavender and rosemary soon to dry out in the mudroom (I know, mudroom--there's a room we don't have need of in the city...but it's so handy for boots and other things we don't want in the house, and there is a nifty door that I can feed wood through to the wood box next to the fireplace in the living room). The landlady's brother-in-law just came by to deliver fresh eggs from his chickens. The neighbor in the cottage and I are going to pay for weekly deliveries. Not only am I treated to fresh eggs, but I now make weekly stops at the local bakery to get my bread.
So there are truly rural aspects of living here (hey, we drink pump water and there is a pond with trout behind the house). And there are some things that remind me of home, like Prius cars with Obama stickers on them, parked at the 24hour gourmet supermarket where I can get samosas at the deli counter or stilton with apricots and every kind of beer and wine you can think of. And, there are things that are completely new experiences for me, like going on base, trying to get doctor appointments at a military hospital, or seeing every other car in the area with DoD stickers and men in uniform everywhere.
I don't think I've been here long enough to absorb it all, or even for it sink in that this is my new home (at least for a few years). But, at least I have a husband now. The smell from the boat is even starting to fade, so I'm willing to hug him. ;)
It's back to being little miss homemaker as I head off to frost the cookies we made last night to take to a dinner. They're in the shape of submarines and anchors. I figure I'm in it, might as well go all the way. There are a lot of challenges I've already had to face and I may not be happy with many aspects of my new life...but that's no reason to lose a sense of humor!
And, keep the lights on for me. I'll be back in....oh....12 years.
*salutes*
I've been here a few weeks now and am finally settling in. Things still need to be put away in the house, but it's in a state I can live with. The baby is asleep and I am pausing from my weeding to eat some lunch. My landlady was by and pulled flowers from the gardens for me to put into a vase. I'll be harvesting lavender and rosemary soon to dry out in the mudroom (I know, mudroom--there's a room we don't have need of in the city...but it's so handy for boots and other things we don't want in the house, and there is a nifty door that I can feed wood through to the wood box next to the fireplace in the living room). The landlady's brother-in-law just came by to deliver fresh eggs from his chickens. The neighbor in the cottage and I are going to pay for weekly deliveries. Not only am I treated to fresh eggs, but I now make weekly stops at the local bakery to get my bread.
So there are truly rural aspects of living here (hey, we drink pump water and there is a pond with trout behind the house). And there are some things that remind me of home, like Prius cars with Obama stickers on them, parked at the 24hour gourmet supermarket where I can get samosas at the deli counter or stilton with apricots and every kind of beer and wine you can think of. And, there are things that are completely new experiences for me, like going on base, trying to get doctor appointments at a military hospital, or seeing every other car in the area with DoD stickers and men in uniform everywhere.
I don't think I've been here long enough to absorb it all, or even for it sink in that this is my new home (at least for a few years). But, at least I have a husband now. The smell from the boat is even starting to fade, so I'm willing to hug him. ;)
It's back to being little miss homemaker as I head off to frost the cookies we made last night to take to a dinner. They're in the shape of submarines and anchors. I figure I'm in it, might as well go all the way. There are a lot of challenges I've already had to face and I may not be happy with many aspects of my new life...but that's no reason to lose a sense of humor!
And, keep the lights on for me. I'll be back in....oh....12 years.
*salutes*