Well, it's the tune that plays in my head nearly every time I turn into our new neighborhood. I know that the song is stating everything that's wrong with suburbia, but my thoughts are not all negative.
I realize that it's been more than a year since my last post, but things got pretty busy. My boyfriend and I moved in together, then we got engaged, then we sold my townhouse, bought a new home, and got married. Now that things are settled down a bit, I'm hoping that I can carve out some time to blog on a more regular basis.
Why start blogging again? Good question. I guess it goes back to the title of this blog in that it's a Good Sounding, Bad Idea. It sounds good but it could end up being a disaster. I guess we'll just have to see.
Now back to suburbia. For the last seven years I lived in my townhouse that was located off a rather busy street near major roads. It was loud, busy and at times stressful. It wasn't until I moved to the middle of nowhere that I realized just how loud, busy, and stressful it was. It had become my norm. But now, when I'm in our backyard at night and you can literally hear a pin drop, I have time to hear and appreciate silence. My husband keeps telling me, "just wait and see how much gets built out here." So, I'm waiting. It's actually pretty funny that he tells me this because he's more of a city-boy than I'm a city-girl. I like the convenience of being close to things, just not necessarily being close to people. I hope that we get some little shops near our home, nothing major and God help us if it's a Wal-Mart. So, even though I hear The Monkees, I'm getting used to our new home and find things to love about it and our new area of town every day.
