After I got home this afternoon, I checked the mailbox and found a magazine I had never heard of...it was addressed to me, but I know I did not subscribe to it. Maybe they're simply trying to get me hooked so I will subscribe later. It's called Living the Country Life, with a subtitle of Ideas and Inspirations for Your Home in the Country.
It's a slim publication, only 48 page plus covers. But it's really interesting, at least this issue (early Spring 2006, Vol. 5, No. 1). Glancing through it and skimming a few articles, my interest in having a place in the country (or, at least, a very private place with lots of room) was reinvigorated. Information about garden tractors and tools, along with articles like 'Getting Into Goats' and 'Artful Gardens' piqued my interest again. I already own almost an acre, and have the deed to an adjacent acre (basically, owned 50-50 with one of my brothers), so I started thinking, again, that I could put in a number of trees near the front of the property, build a place that's situated for privacy, and add a garage, a shop, and a place to put my mini-tractor, tools, ATV, and other country-related stuff.
My problem, of course, is that I want to do it all...except, of course, what I'm doing. I want a place in Mexico, I want a place in the country, I want to travel extensively...all things that require money, of which I have very little. It's either the lottery, or a very productive life of crime. And I'm alergic to jails and prison, so the lottery looks like the best option.
But, maybe I wouldn't want to milk the goats to make the cheese. Maybe Manhattan, instead. Oh, I'd like a penthouse there, for my periodic forays into Bright Lights, Big City.
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