The Happy Book: Tourist in Your Own Town

When Jamie said we were going to be a tourist in our own town for The Happy Book this week, I knew it was going to be challenging for me... and it was. I live in an area with churches, graveyards, big box stores and lots of garbage. I do not fit in here. This is the closest thing to a park we have, an abandoned field near the highway.



I spend way too much time and money at our local dollar store but hey, that is the entertainment I have around here.



No Canadian big box store burb is complete without a Canadian Tire.



There is one natural element around here, our little river. Sadly, it is quite filled with garbage. Here is a pretty trash-free shot for you.



Lately I have been seeing these lovely ladies out of the water. They have been wandering up to the road to snack on the acorn meal that people walking like me have set free with their heavy feet. They are completely unafraid of me. They warm my heart for a little while...



... but then I see and hear this and I know it is time to go inside. Try to block out the sound of the tree killing.



You are greeted by this star when you walk into our house. In the Maritimes these stars mean you are Acadian. For me, it means we have a magical home so we keep it inside to ourselves and it does make me happy every time I walk in the door. We are starting a collection of nautical art, I am crazy about the ocean and miss living near it.



Here is my refuge, my chronically dark kitchen. This is actually a pretty sunny day, if you can believe it. One day I want to paint every surface with white reflective paint to help boost the brightness of the room. I got two quotes on doing that and they were $1,100 - $1,300. Um, yeah, right. I'll work in my dark cave, thanks.



Here is what I call my pantry. As you can see, I am more than ready for the zombie apocalypse.



Here is my crafts room which is pretty much abandoned. I go in there to pull a tarot card and light a candle every now and then.



This is my favourite view of my town. One of the reasons we bought the house was because of the trees outside the windows. No where else in the neighbourhood do you get that. I saw dozens of houses with windows right up against their neighbour's windows. When we found this place, I knew this was the closest thing to home we were going to find.

So I apologize, this is not the happiest post but I am not happy with where I live. I did my best. I truly wish I was a tourist in this town. One day, I will be again.