Since I moved out to the country (or as Riley says it: crunchy), life seems different out here. I live in a neighborhood so it's not total seclusion but it's close enough. Far away. Peaceful and quiet. The only traffic I hear comes from the lake (this morning it was hot air balloons). There's a reason people retire here.
Driving 10 minutes to the nearest town is now called "Going to town" and we try to consolidate our trips. Life is different out here.
Now that I'm a country girl (for a about 2 months), I HATE going to town.
Yes, even for coffee.
Once you find your happy place, why would you leave? It makes no sense.
If only I could bring my work to me.