My Inconvenient Life

Almost 2 years, to the day, my wonderful husband and I moved into the house that we personally designed and literally built with our own two hands (Well, OK...HE built with his own two hands -You see, I was pregnant, and wasn't much help during the building process.  I was damn good at scouring the Internet for ideas and pictures of things I wanted to replicate; but the whole building part...I wasn't much help with.)

Anyway, we now live pretty far out in terms of being "in town".  By far out, I mean about 20-25 minutes from "civilization" and delivery pizza.  (Yeah, so I measure distance by delivery pizza...got a problem with it?)  This isn't too bad when you consider some people commute upwards of an hour each way too and from work each day.  But to what we were used to, it was a huge step and a major change.

We went from living in a townhouse that was relatively in the middle of it all - we had our best friends about a mile away, and I could order any take-out or delivery my heart desired.  Not to mention, the mall or a Walgreen's was a hop-skip-and-jump away.  Convenience was no issue in our quaint little town house.  Storage space = ISSUE, Convenience = NO ISSUE.  BUT, all of that convenience came to a screeching halt when we made our big move.  We went from zero lot line, in the middle of everything townhouse living, to 6 acres of grass to mow, no food delivery or restaurants in site, and the sounds of crickets chirping, owls howling, and cows mooing. 

It wasn't until recently that I started to really feel like I had grown away from "it" all.  By "it" I mean our life as we knew it.  I missed the convenience of being with my friends at the drop of a phone call.  You see BH (before house), we had a routine down; two to three nights a week we'd eat dinner with our mile away friends, and we had multiple shows that we would get together and watch on a weekly basis.  Some of our favorites included: Sopranos, Entourage, Grey's Anatomy, and American Idol.  And we'd either cook up something yummy or order convenient already prepared food from pretty much anywhere we wanted.  After all, everything was within minutes and a delivery driver could be to the house in 30 minutes or less.  Take that Rachel Ray!

But as I started to feel sadness towards my old convenient in-the-middle-of-it-all life I saw sat back and really took a look at my "Inconvenient Life".  This is what I saw:

And this:

And lastly, this:

Yeah, I may not be able to order a pizza, or pick up take out and still have it hot when I return home.  And I may not be able to run to Walgreen's in the middle of the night for medicine, or be at a Publix in under 5 minutes.  But yet, even without all of the conveniences of "in-town" living, I wouldn't trade my "inconvenient life" for anything in the world.  We worked so hard to build this inconvenient life for ourselves.  We have a sense of peace and relaxation in our home and seeing my son run across the yard to greet his dad coming in from the yard...well, that just puts things in perspective and puts a big ole' fat smile on my face.  This is our NEW life...our new, improved, inconvenient life.  And when I'm down and out because I'm craving a Papa Johns Cheese pizza with the butter garlic sauce for dipping- I'll gather my family, pack my ass in the car, and take the hike over to our friends house to make the call for the delivery.  Just like we used to do...only now we are sure to pack diapers, wipes, juice cup, snacks, and a kid; not the old standard of a bottle of wine, beer for the men and comfy couch potato clothes.  In fact, did you know that if I call and place the order after 15 minutes in the car it will arrive within minutes of my arrival to their house.  Talk about convenience in our now inconvenient life!!

Constantly craving pizza,

-Em