Tuesday, May 20, 2008

I Love My Town

Let me tell you why I love my town. First off it's small. I'm talking 1 square mile small...really. Of course, my town serves the outlying areas as well. The nice thing about living in a small town is the community that comes with it. And the fact that it doesn't take that long to get to the next town. Here there is town and there is country. There are very few suburbs.

On to my point. I had a few errands to run this morning around town. Of course, the only kind of errands I can run are around town since I don't have a car. So when I say errands to run, I really mean errands to walk.

First stop: School. We walked Sweetie Heart to school. School starts at 8am. So I walk her to school and drop her off. Wait a few minutes, say hi to a few people. And wait for Sweet Girl to be ready to leave (she likes people watching and really wants to go to school.)

Second stop: The Bank. Off we walk to the bank. That takes about 5 to 10 minutes. The bank drive-thru opens at 8:15am. The lobby doesn't open until 9:30, I think. So I walk through the drive-thru. It's not a big deal. I actually do it all the time. They always serve me when I get there even if it's early. Not only that they know my name and the name of the kids. This winter on a bitterly cold day they offered to let us come in and warm up. People this just doesn't happen in larger cities.

Third stop: The Pharmacy. Now this is the only pharmacy in town. There is one out by the grocery. But this is a small pharmacy, bare bones and I love it. Not only that but they do not sell tobacco. This makes sense to me. And I support them fully. Yes, some of there non-prescription stuff is a bit more expensive then I could get it else where, but I'll pay the extra to support such moral business. They weren't supposed to be open until 8:30 but at 8:22 when we got there they were already open. And when my prescription was ready she just spoke across the store to tell me it was ready.

Last stop: The Natural Food Store. Now I love this store. Again, it's a little more expensive than the one the next town over but not by much. I just needed rice cheese and soynut butter for Sweet Girl. I know your mouth is watering, isn't it. She has a dairy and nut allergy so these are our alturnatives. We go there at 8:33 and they didn't open until 9. But guess what happened. Yup, the butcher open the store for us. I got what I needed and I think he closed the store again behind me. Now isn't that great!

I don't care if you believe it. That's the kind of town I live in. And I hope we never leave it!

1 comment:

Sherry Carpet said...

sounds like a fairy tale! without the wicked witch. i would love to come see this town someday. maybe we could find a house made entirely out of gingerbread.