- I love my house.
- I have a great view from my porch and from my bed.
- Family close by.
- Good friends.
- The annual Shakespeare Festival.
- Nearby national parks (which sadly got ignored by me last year).
Mostly. There are several disadvantages, but for the most part, I can deal with them. However, one thing that I wish we had here that I can't seem to find is Community Classes. (Oh, and the diversity of eating establishments is seriously lacking, but that's a subject for another post.)
I've looked around and I can't find what I want, even though we have an Applied Technology College and a full-scale (ish) University. The Applied Tech school actually has a couple classes I'm considering (Marketing, Web Design), but the University doesn't. And, if it did, it'd cost an arm and a leg to take one 3-credit class.
No, what I'm talking about is the community classes you hear about in big cities. Classes like Acting for the Untalented, Painting for the Non-Creative, How to Buy/Sell on eBay - all classes, by the way, that I'd love to take! Classes held in the evening to accommodate people like me who work full-time during the day. Classes that don't cost so much you have to promise away your first born child (though that may be a bargain for me - no kids and no immediate prospects of getting any!).
In addition to the classes I already mentioned, here are some classes I'd like to take:
- French. Yes, I already know it, but I'd love to practice. The two people I talk to regularly and who speak French refuse to practice with me. Meanies.
- Cooking. How fun would it be to try new recipes and learn new cooking techniques!?!? I'd be in h-e-a-v-e-n!
- Pottery. I think I'd fare better with pottery than painting (though I'd still like to try the latter someday). Plus, I would like to have a collection of vases, bowls, mugs, etc. that I made myself.
- Automotive Repair. This should probably be the first class I sign up for, since I know next to nothing about vehicles and yet I drive a big truck and trailer (that likes to blow tires). It probably wouldn't be the first, though. Maybe the second.
- Guitar for the chubby-fingered. Okay, they wouldn't have to call it that, but the teacher would have to be patient with my awkward appendages. Heck, I already have the instrument - why not learn how to play it?
- Creative Writing. For two reasons: 1) so I could learn how to write better and maybe bring out some of my dormant creativity and 2) to hear other people's stories.
- Sewing. My mom tried to teach me when I was younger but it bored me and I was horrible. Couldn't sew a straight hem to save my life. I'm not saying I'd be any better now, but it would be fun to try.
In the meantime, maybe I'll have Cassie teach me how to sew, ask Warnser or Tearese for drawing lessons, take guitar lessons from Adam, read French novels (alone), start a cooking "class" with friends, and have Dad show me (again) how to change a tire.