My son returned to his home yesterday. It was wonderful having him here for the last two weeks. Since he lives on the other side of the country, I don't see him too often. It's good to have him here, he even does some of my projects around the house.
One of the best results of his visit is my lesson in life on the internet. This year, he showed me how to list the blogs that I follow. I had previously kept them in my "favorites", but now they are listed on the right hand side of the screen for all to see.
I've learned that I have very unusual interests. Many of the blogs are written by women who live and work on farms. I find their lives very interesting, sometimes I think I'd like to live on a farm, or on a ranch, or in the mountains, or in the far north. Then I look around and realize that I'm really a "city girl". I don't like driving in the snow, large animals like horses and cows intimidate me. At times I envy these women and their lives, but I really don't think I could handle it, but I do admire them. I guess, even though the grass is always greener on the other side, we naturally find our place in life. I'm sure they would find my quiet life difficult after a few days.
While I love the outdoors, I even tried life in the country, but I missed NYC and moved to the suburbs. It's close enough so I can get into NYC. If I could afford it, I'd live in Manhattan where you rarely see a tree or mountain and the occasional snow turns black in a day and the biggest animal you see is the occasional police horse or great dane dog.
Happy New Year!