Quote from traitor786:
Great now the "other guy" concludes that you live on a hill lol.
I use to live on the top of the hill, best and only flat piece of land in the county.
But I just got tired of noticing every day something needed to be fixed. It was a very old house, originally a barn converted into a house by a young bachelor with a lot of vision back in the 1950's.
And I'm not much of a handy man, plus you needed 4wd to get in and out in the winter.
It was cool, but I like my little apartment in the city. Like last winter the furnace went out on one cold Saturday morning. All I had to do was punch in a few numbers on the cell phone to the landlord. No looking for a contractor who is still in business, or the guy that installed the old furnace who has long since gone broke. Next I know the guy knocks on my door and starts tearing the whole thing apart, and he says, "I know this furnace, I installed it, I have been taking care of this apartment complex for thirty years."
By afternoon I was warm and toasty, no idea what it cost. Not my problem.
Plus I have a very big dumpster 30 feet from my front door.
Out in the country, it was hit and miss if the trash man or the dogs would get there first.
I miss my garden, but I have a few pots on the back patio. Mostly all I grow is scallions. (and a few cut flowers)
no cats no dogs anymore, but I raise worms in a five gallon bucket in my kitchen closet
plus, now I have 4g
