I read too many romance novels. I was reading this article today concerning jobs, and I thought, "If I could live anywhere on this list, it would be Montana or Wyoming. I gotta have those green trees, Lin!
I'd move to one of those really small towns--not for the job, though, because at this point, I'll be independently wealthy, really skinny and have GREAT boobs that kiss the sun. [Instead of dragging the floor.] I'll live in a town that's so small that it only has a sheriff and one deputy--both single, lonely and hott for older women--to patrol the entire county. Hopefully, they'll both be willing to "patrol me" at the same time.
You'll notice I'm using the word "I" because Mr. G has decided he wants to live in Alaska. No way in hell! So since he has virtually ABANDONED me, I'll need "companionship". (That's sex without having to pick up after them.) I pretty much have this all figured out--except for the independently wealth part and the uplifted boobs.