You're On The Fence Living In A Concrete Jungle. Moving To Maine Small Town!

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Real Estate Agent with MOOERS REALTY ME Broker License 106759

    You have four Starbucks within a half mile, the Ecclectic Wave is at the Met tonight and you scored two tickets thru a scalper. You pay for a parking spot to secure the imported vehicle you wanted so much more than before you got it and the attached payment booklet.  You hardly slide behind the wheel for fear of a car hijack or loss outside the secured parking garage so it sits idle, waiting, unused. You can not see the stars at night due to harsh light pollution all around the city you live in.  You take continuous decongestants but maybe it has nothing to do with the air you breath in the city...most of which smells like diesel bus and freight train exhaust. You are getting older, moved your way up to a corner office at Widgets International.  The hair on your hair packed up and left ten years ago.  So did your wife that got tired of you never being home as you flew here, flitted there.  Kids...you always told people "you don't miss what you never had". Ouch. You remember being a hungry maine birds,northern maine woods,mooers realty,healthy living,blogskid yourself way back there in an earlier time. But just did not seem to have time for anything extra in your action packed, carry a briefcase  corporate life. Always thought big lights, big city meant race to collect the finer "things" in life and make sure others knew how successful you were.  Concern for others?  What others? You know associates, business partners and the door man, the maid. But your Blackberry you carry inside your suit jacket is the closest thing to you heart. Things...not people. 

     You have a tire around your waist that is attached for life it appears like the Donald Duck inner tube you used back when you were five years old. You have college friends that were in the corporate world next door to you chasing the same American dollar. But one by one of the urbanites took the one eighty degree change and heading to the suburbs or further out into deeper rural waters.  Could you do it? You wonder as you glance down at your oyster perpetual Rolex presidential model that you are so proud of.  Something is missing in your life...and its more than the hair on your head, or a mate or kids.  Its not death of a saleman...its bankrupt life executive desperately wanting to make an emotional escape.  But the idea of living in a Maine small town, volunteering at local civic groups seems so .... so non-income producing and you wonder what is the fun in that?  Everything you have done has been for career advancement..the best prep school, boarding school, college, master's program, the right country club membership and moving from company to company like a monkey climbing a tree this limb to that limb for advancement.  So how come you sit in your designer Ferrari 7000 imported robe, with a crystal tumbler filled with freshly squeezed kiwi and orange juice, with an oboe classic in the background contemplating what to pack for the trip to Calcutta tomorrow morning ?

     Small town living...does not mean giving up material "things", it means replacing them with giving rather than collecting or hording.  Look around and face your fears.  Is the leap scary because you don't know how you would give up all that you worked so hard to collect? Fear of what? Not making enough money with a whole new career contemplated? Fear of what if you don't like it and out of time to regroup again and head back into the concrete jungle? Or waiting for health issues to force you to make the drastic change to your pace, your diet, your field of vision where you live now in the penthouse quarters ? Didn't you pay an extra half a million for the address to splash in raised gold shadowed lettering on your out going correspondence ?  One blog I read lately maine moose,maine cat,mooers realty,small town living,rural,houlton,aroostook county,real estate for saleindicated rural Maine living....which to her meant being able to wear a pony tail, blue jeans and roam a less popoulated, laid back smaller population area of California than the city she resides in. She indicated everyone  there was "living large" due to the extra credit line the homeowners  fell trap to the last few years. Now they are up against it.  Small town Maine living is so much more than blue jeans.  It is clean air, people that say hello, community events where you worked hard to help pull them off, and fierce pride to make your town a better place to live. It is low low cost real estate, smaller or no  overhead so you have time to explore living...not just struggling to pay the bills. Its being outdoors and seeing wildlife, scenery and wide open space of lakes, mountains and rolling fields. It is elbow room, no crime, and  unspoiled terrain to explore all four seasons.  Do you think this unhappy city dweller will make the leap to Maine?  Or is he so entrenched with the "stuff" around him that he is a prisoner in that concrete jungle urban lifestyle he thought was so important until now?  Rural living rehab..where is that number or website address?

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