Moving after my divorce was an adventure all in itself. Then there is the culture shock of moving from a city of almost one million to a town of less than 45,000.
Every once in a while I'm reminded of just what a difference there is between the two. Chinese delivery? Nope...if you want something delivered here, it's pizza. Period. Shopping? Let's just say that there are quite a few stores I miss!!
There are the benefits, also. While it used to take up to 45 minutes to go 5 miles, around here I can do it in less than fifteen. I know my cashier at the grocery store by name. The manager at the Family Dollar lets me know if something I regularly buy is on sale. If my UPS driver sees me out and has something for me, he will pull over to deliver it then and there.
When I got my new driver's license, I was in and out of the DMV in under 20 minutes. Total. The last time I went to the DMV in my old city...it was over three hours. Truly, when it comes to fast, personal service...a small town just cannot be beat.
While I miss my Chinese delivery, the benefits of living in a much smaller city far outweigh the downfalls. I'm still adjusting...but I love it!!