Now, let's set some expectations- rural is relative. I grew up with running water, electricity, phone- you know, all that. We didn't subsistence farm, kill our own food or make our own clothes. If fact, we were pretty early into dial up internet and when available- DSL. But if you forgot something at the store, it was a 40 minute round trip. You might get lucky if you could get to the small market before they closed and pay three times as much for the time savings, but probably not.
I'm not going to lie- being a stay at home Mompreneur can be lonely. As much as I love my daughter and the freedom to set my own hours, spending long stretches with someone who is speaking in rudimentary sentences tough.
I am also setting office hours to better serve you and your hustle. With an eye for detail, a passion for blogging and writing, and a keen desire to use social media to foster connections, let's chat about how I can best serve you.
Recently, because I'm one of those people that pretty much reads every email I'm sent, I noticed our neighbors just up the hill were offering a barter for firewood- you can have the same amount you stack for them. Now, we've lived in out house since 2010 and I still haven't met these neighbors. They're literally at the top of the hill that begins at the end of my driveway. I'm sure we've passed on the road, but I had no idea what they looked like, or which black truck they drive.