You drive half an hour for good donuts ... in another state.
You have an exterminator discuss the merits of vents in a basement that is something from a horror movie .. (vents? like someone is going to stay down there long enough to take more than 3 deep breaths ???)
OK .. I do the laundry down there ... but I hold my breath.
That is known to keep spiders away.
According to me, that's who.
When you put on the outfit that you would do gardening in ( in a previous life) and you are still overdressed at the supermarket.
Every single place you go , no matter what you need ... is at least half an hour away.
Every single drive you take, you ooh and ahhh the whole time because it is so beautiful.
Every single time you go out, you take the camera ..
Every person you meet smiles and says Hello.
You start remembering which farm has what horse .. or cows.
You start talking to the neighbors sheep .. yes, they listen.
Your back and arms ache at night because you spent hours pulling up weeds from flower beds and dragging tree branches to the refuse pile.
Your manicure is a thing of the Past.