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At one time, I did ask myself that question. Those were the good ol’ days. No, I’m kidding. All days are good for me. But when I asked myself that question it came with several others that I had to ask myself as well. The truth is that I have been to California when I drove a semi-truck. And if I were not already living here in rural Arkansas and loving where I live, I might just think about it again. For a few moments anyway.

What do you ask yourself when you want to move to another place? For instance, where would I want to live? And in what type of place? Every time I think about California, the first thing that comes to mind is that kid in The Karate Kid. He started out hating it there but liked it much better after the conflict was over. But I think he lived in Los Angeles, right? So, if you wanted to move there, would you start looking for apartments? Do you do this long before you go there to check it out? I would. Heck, I would start by looking up Los Angeles jobs and go from there. Hey, if you can’t find that, the rest would be pretty difficult to do, right?

To answer the question in the title, nope. I really do not think I would live there now. Rural life is just too good for me. Nope. Never met the Beverly Hillbillys.

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Are you kidding? What am I going to vacation from? We live in a vacation spot. I work at home. My husband works at home. We have little stress except for bills, car repairs, the high price of gas, the high price of food and little income. What on earth could get us needing a vacation…especially if we have to PAY for it ourselves?? ACK!

Of course, we do have a place not that far away that has all sorts of attractions that we do not have right here. See, where we live, we have lakes for fishing, boating, enjoying. We have swimming pools galore for in the summer. We have lots and lots of woods for deer hunting, rabbit hunting, squirrel hunting and so on. Thing is, we do not like to do any of those things. So, our vacation would consist of other things like attractions of some type.

We do live less than 200 miles from Branson…you know, Missouri. Is there any other? They have a whole host of attractions that would be great to see like Shepherd of the Hills, all those shows and celebs that show up around there. I saw a Dolly Parton show there somewhere. Yes, I would love to go there but before I go calling the Branson real estate agents, I am going to do a lot of checking out the attractions because there are so many of them! Yes, I could use a vacation from all the bills. Sigh.

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Do you have cats? If not, this probably won’t mean much to you. But we had two cats. Now there is one. Our other cat had a bad heart problem. Our boy kitty is left to be by himself, catwise, and I don’t think he likes it a bit. At this point in time, he argues about literally everything. He no longer likes his food, the treats, the way we yawn. He yowls about everything and tells on anyone doing something he does not like. Sigh. But do we get another cat? I am not sure that’s such a good idea either.

Why not? Okay, in the past, we got a cat from a rescue situation. She was a stray. The next one we got from a passel of cats, all of which were wanting someone’s attention, but he was special. For one thing, no one knew he was a he. They thought he was a she and therefore gave the cat a female name. Name change came as soon as we found out!! Poor guy. Of course, he had no idea.

Now, in that passel of cats, there were several but best known by Cat1a, Cat2b and so on. We finally came to CAT5e and that was the one we chose of all the other cats. We did not know if this one would be our best one but he looked promising. That cat is the one that is currently giving us such a fit because…well, because he has never been without a furry, purring counterpart before. We are still not certain it would be in our or his best interests to get another one so, for now, we will appease him in whatever way we can. It has just occurred to me that possibly his antics are a form of kitty blackmail to get what he wants. Hmmmm. Never thought of that!

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