Back in the early years of that UPS job (before I was married) I did my best prep work for gaming (pencil/paper/dice RPGs) after getting home from work. That would have been around 2am or so on a Saturday morning.
Back in the early years of that UPS job (before I was married) I did my best prep work for gaming (pencil/paper/dice RPGs) after getting home from work. That would have been around 2am or so on a Saturday morning.
Incidentally, my father was in the Marine Corps during the Korean War, taught me military time. Every computer/device I use personally is set to use it and because it was in common usage by me by the time my kids came around they also know it.
Of course, outside the US like where you live, it's just regular time but something I prefer personally.
LOL!!!
My parents still live in the same place they subjected me to during my teen years. It's changed and grown in the 17 years since we left and not so bad now whenever we visit because at least the modern conveniences are actually in the area now.
Ah, yes! Another point I should have brought up.
I hear you. One of the exits off the I-10 that you take to get to my parents has a stretch of road that's about 10 miles or more long. It goes through dog training fields, a chicken/egg farm and outlying homes. But because it's in an unincorporated area of the county there are NO streetlights. Before I moved away it was even more desolate until you got to the main cross street.I also prefer driving in the suburbs or urban areas to driving in the country -- in the suburbs or urban areas, there are always places around to stop and to get assistance if need be -- driving along lonely, winding country roads with no landmarks and no place to stop to ask for directions or to refill the gas tank really unnerves me. Give me the suburbs with Starbucks on every corner!
That reminded me.
And nothing is worse than a young rooster that just won’t shut up, all......day.......long. We even bought him special because we hadn’t had one in awhile, and we were losing hens. He lasted about 3 months, then we had to fire him. Peace and quiet reigns again....
Ain't that the truth. How about hearing the piglets when their food is coming?? My dogs go off every afternoon if they're outside and hear them. Can't see'm but boy are they loud. Or the momma cows crying all day and night after their baby calf has been taken from them.
. One good shot and they're on the run..
Ah, rural folks sittin' on the porch telling animal stories -I love them - no better way to end the summer dayWouldn't leave here for a jackpot lotto win; just buy more land and build bigger
Bears, ugh they beautiful at a distance, but they love the bird feeders, hummer feeders and trash that a granddaughter forgot to put in the barn. Came out early one morning before she went to work and my screened in porch was now open aired. Apparently a club came in one side and out another, trash all over the porch and carport. I kept the screen and set it in a picture frame to remind the kids ... put the trash in the barn or burn barrel !!!!!Ah,
Ah, rural folks sittin' on the porch telling animal stories -I love them - no better way to end the summer day
We've got 2 black bear buried in the front pasture - we came home one day to them tearing the siding off the house outside the kitchen window trying to get to a jar of bacon grease.
When we first moved here i ran over some slow quail on the way home from work. Brought them home with me (they werent squished) and we had to call my father in law to ask how to cook them lol...
And the snake that crawled out of the oak tree and landed on my sister. Never heard the end of that one.
. Nothing kills them. I won't use poison because of the dogs. I run the tractor over the tunnels and they just move onto a new spot of lawn. Kids play wack-a-mole tunnel and wait for them to come out.Meant to reply to you yesterday. My husband had business at Ft Huachuca years ago, so I decided I was going with him since the kids were now out of school and working. We flew into Phoenix and drove down. When his meetings were finished we went up to Tomestone for a day then went down to Bisbee. I bought some really beautifully framed art work from a local artist which still hangs in my living room. We also walked over to Nogales, and had a beer or two.
Ah Coyotes! Remember them well when living rural.Coyotes around me too. Hearing them at night sounds like a baby crying. Until you realize the sound is coming closer and you're still outside with the dogs at midnight
Ain't that the truth. How about hearing the piglets when their food is coming?? My dogs go off every afternoon if they're outside and hear them. Can't see'm but boy are they loud. Or the momma cows crying all day and night after their baby calf has been taken from them.
Wild turkeys... in the fall they and the deer rule the roads around here. Can't eat the turkeys though cause their meat is tough and you don't wanna know what wild turkeys eat
Coyotes around me too. Hearing them at night sounds like a baby crying. Until you realize the sound is coming closer and you're still outside with the dogs at midnight
Wouldn't leave here for a jackpot lotto win; just buy more land and build bigger
Ah,
Ah, rural folks sittin' on the porch telling animal stories -I love them - no better way to end the summer day
We've got 2 black bear buried in the front pasture - we came home one day to them tearing the siding off the house outside the kitchen window trying to get to a jar of bacon grease.
When we first moved here i ran over some slow quail on the way home from work. Brought them home with me (they werent squished) and we had to call my father in law to ask how to cook them lol...
And the snake that crawled out of the oak tree and landed on my sister. Never heard the end of that one.
Bears, ugh they beautiful at a distance, but they love the bird feeders, hummer feeders and trash that a granddaughter forgot to put in the barn. Came out early one morning before she went to work and my screened in porch was now open aired. Apparently a club came in one side and out another, trash all over the porch and carport. I kept the screen and set it in a picture frame to remind the kids ... put the trash in the barn or burn barrel !!!!!
Snakes, a bad snake is a dead snake. I got one with a quick shot trying to climb up the hummers feeder. This was in early Oct and it was still sluggish from the cold night.
The real bane of my existence are those dang moles
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Meant to reply to you yesterday. My husband had business at Ft Huachuca years ago, so I decided I was going with him since the kids were now out of school and working. We flew into Phoenix and drove down. When his meetings were finished we went up to Tomestone for a day then went down to Bisbee. I bought some really beautifully framed art work from a local artist which still hangs in my living room. We also walked over to Nogales, and had a beer or two.
It's really beautiful where you live and driving out of Phoenix and seeing all that open space was amazing. It wasn't what I was expecting. Loved the dry climate y'all have.
Ah Coyotes! Remember them well when living rural.
They killed more than one of my housecats.
Don't care for them at all.
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It's a dry heat as they say around here.
As long as you're willing to deal with 110º-118º+ from May to October it's very nice during spring and fall. Been many a time where I was wearing shorts in December while the rest of the country was in heavy coats.
We moved out here for jobs but love the climate and the access as well.
Thank you for those kind words. As you have said, rural living isn't for everyone.
I'm of multiple minds and moods about local ambience, and I'm just one person!
Loved the hustle and anonymity of the city. Bright lights and buzz but still the simple routines you could set your watch by, like the Times trucks dropping off their newsstand bundles in the evening, going out and getting a paper and a bagel for the morning.
Love the peace and quiet and complete darkness at night in the sticks. Sometimes admire and sometimes rant over the fact that half the county here wears no watch and celebrates "Delaware County Time" also known as "Getting A Round Tuit" when they get around to it. Somehow it usually works out...
Hated the screech of trains on curved tracks and the sirens of emergency response vehicles in the city. Hate the sound of those sirens now too but it's because the responders and the victims are neighbors. John Donne's line "Ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee" may ring truer in the boondocks...
I miss the 24/7 of the city as far as services go and sometimes resent having to drive 30 miles rt if i forgot something important during my last grocery run. But I don't think twice about driving 80 miles rt to have lunch with kin or friends, probably because the trip is so scenic.
As far as rural utility services go, there are some drawbacks. We lose power fairly often in the mountains. Our internet service is noncompetitive and not great. I live in a 400 square mile cellular dead zone. But it's ok to be reminded to be grateful for my blessings when one of them does a vanishing act now and then.
I've only really been enraged once by life in the boondocks, when the local water dude shut the water mains for elective maintenance without bothering to notify anyone. I went looking for him hastily dressed and with wet hair (having used a gallon of emergency drinking water to rinse off shampoo), driving around the nearby village until I found him running a backhoe in some front yard. His response: "Well geez, shutting it off at 11am, what were you doing in the shower at that point in the forenoon anyway". Said his wife told him to do it then because everyone would be done with laundry and lunch was ready but not quite time to eat. LOL man, life in the sticks. The right moment to do something is rigid and random at the same time.
Truthfully I enjoy it up here and only really miss the city once in awhile. I've been known to get in the car and just run down there when I miss it... making and storing up extra memories for when that's not such a likely option later on.
I'm of multiple minds and moods about local ambience, and I'm just one person!
Loved the hustle and anonymity of the city. Bright lights and buzz but still the simple routines you could set your watch by, like the Times trucks dropping off their newsstand bundles in the evening, going out and getting a paper and a bagel for the morning.
Love the peace and quiet and complete darkness at night in the sticks. Sometimes admire and sometimes rant over the fact that half the county here wears no watch and celebrates "Delaware County Time" also known as "Getting A Round Tuit" when they get around to it. Somehow it usually works out...
Hated the screech of trains on curved tracks and the sirens of emergency response vehicles in the city. Hate the sound of those sirens now too but it's because the responders and the victims are neighbors. John Donne's line "Ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee" may ring truer in the boondocks...
I miss the 24/7 of the city as far as services go and sometimes resent having to drive 30 miles rt if i forgot something important during my last grocery run. But I don't think twice about driving 80 miles rt to have lunch with kin or friends, probably because the trip is so scenic.
As far as rural utility services go, there are some drawbacks. We lose power fairly often in the mountains. Our internet service is noncompetitive and not great. I live in a 400 square mile cellular dead zone. But it's ok to be reminded to be grateful for my blessings when one of them does a vanishing act now and then.
I've only really been enraged once by life in the boondocks, when the local water dude shut the water mains for elective maintenance without bothering to notify anyone. I went looking for him hastily dressed and with wet hair (having used a gallon of emergency drinking water to rinse off shampoo), driving around the nearby village until I found him running a backhoe in some front yard. His response: "Well geez, shutting it off at 11am, what were you doing in the shower at that point in the forenoon anyway". Said his wife told him to do it then because everyone would be done with laundry and lunch was ready but not quite time to eat. LOL man, life in the sticks. The right moment to do something is rigid and random at the same time.
Truthfully I enjoy it up here and only really miss the city once in awhile. I've been known to get in the car and just run down there when I miss it... making and storing up extra memories for when that's not such a likely option later on.
I'm of multiple minds and moods about local ambience, and I'm just one person!
Loved the hustle and anonymity of the city. Bright lights and buzz but still the simple routines you could set your watch by, like the Times trucks dropping off their newsstand bundles in the evening, going out and getting a paper and a bagel for the morning.
Love the peace and quiet and complete darkness at night in the sticks. Sometimes admire and sometimes rant over the fact that half the county here wears no watch and celebrates "Delaware County Time" also known as "Getting A Round Tuit" when they get around to it. Somehow it usually works out...
Hated the screech of trains on curved tracks and the sirens of emergency response vehicles in the city. Hate the sound of those sirens now too but it's because the responders and the victims are neighbors. John Donne's line "Ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee" may ring truer in the boondocks...
I miss the 24/7 of the city as far as services go and sometimes resent having to drive 30 miles rt if i forgot something important during my last grocery run. But I don't think twice about driving 80 miles rt to have lunch with kin or friends, probably because the trip is so scenic.
As far as rural utility services go, there are some drawbacks. We lose power fairly often in the mountains. Our internet service is noncompetitive and not great. I live in a 400 square mile cellular dead zone. But it's ok to be reminded to be grateful for my blessings when one of them does a vanishing act now and then.
I've only really been enraged once by life in the boondocks, when the local water dude shut the water mains for elective maintenance without bothering to notify anyone. I went looking for him hastily dressed and with wet hair (having used a gallon of emergency drinking water to rinse off shampoo), driving around the nearby village until I found him running a backhoe in some front yard. His response: "Well geez, shutting it off at 11am, what were you doing in the shower at that point in the forenoon anyway". Said his wife told him to do it then because everyone would be done with laundry and lunch was ready but not quite time to eat. LOL man, life in the sticks. The right moment to do something is rigid and random at the same time.
Truthfully I enjoy it up here and only really miss the city once in awhile. I've been known to get in the car and just run down there when I miss it... making and storing up extra memories for when that's not such a likely option later on.
. In the winter when the power goes out from ice and snow storms we do the same and have a wood stove to keep the house warm. Wood is stacked on the carport under cover so it's accessible. Food in the fridge and freezer is moved outside into the snow. 