It’s only been a couple of weeks, but this city-mouse is beginning to adjust to country life. Before, I found the lack of city lights and din of cars unnerving. Now I find it more comforting than creepy. Although town is only an hour away it feels further, and we try not to make the trek unnecessarily. We plan “town runs,” a marathon day of getting provisions and hitting the hardware store. It makes me feel very Little House on the Prairie. Solo town runs are a little less fun, because I’m still scared out of my gourd when it comes to the woods + nighttime. If Hubs is at work and I’m on my own, I refuse to engage in any type of social activity that leads to my coming home in the dark. I am The Omega Man, in before nightfall. I open the door and let Szuka out for her nighttime pees, but you’ll sooner see me dancing a jig, naked in a top hat at my high school reunion, than stepping a toe outside alone in the dark.
More frustrating than my totally irrational fear of the woods at night has been a lack of internet. When our realtor and the lakehouse seller kept saying, “oh yeah, you’ll get internet out here no problem,” I didn’t realize dial-up was still on the menu! After considering various services (Satellite = reliable, not super zippy, outrageous $700+ start up costs; CDMA network = super affordable, really pokey; Dial-up = makes me cry) we went with a Roger’s Rocket Hub, which runs through the 4G network. It’s not cheap ($75 a month for only 20GB, plus a $200 doohickey we had to buy), but not painfully slow either. Frankly, the $700 was beginning to look reasonable after so many days offline. But I’m back now, for good, and I have so many lakehouse updates to show you (it seems we’re frighteningly productive without internet to lure us into indolence).
But first, I finally snagged my Mom’s cellphone photos from our fox adventures in the fall. Oh my gosh.
These photos are super incriminating. Hubby had one rule when I was working on the lakehouse in the fall: don’t feed the wild animals. I just want all of the forest dwellers to love me and save me from the zombies I know are out there, is that so unreasonable?