The perk of a small town

I've lived in many cities... some big, some little, and some in between. Where we are now is one of the smallest I've called myself an actual resident. Moving from a 150,000 population to a 6,000 population has had it's ups and downs. There are some differences, believe it or not, to living in the smaller town. Some of the difference are things we never would have thought about until living here. Yes, we miss great restaurants, coffee shops that are open late, and the like. We all know there's no traffic to compare to the big city. Nope... can't compare that one at all.  One sign you're in a small town... there's no wait to get your driver's license, or to pay for your license plates. In the big town you take a number, wait an hour or so, and then are handed a plate. In the small town, you don't wait more than 2 minutes, and then when you do get to pay, they actually help you pick out your plates numbers and letters. Another perk to small town living... the local donut shop. I went there one day and learned I didn't have cash on me... they don't take credit. But they will take your word that you'll pay the next day. Crazy, right? I don't think that ever would happen in the big town... even if you were best friends with the cashier and was in-laws with the baker. In the small town you can go to the clothing store and take a dress "on approval"... that is, take it home. If you like it, come back and pay for it. If not, just return. Pretty sure that's not allowed at JC Penny or the Buckle last time I checked. Living in a small town you do need to be creative sometimes with things to do, especially in the winter when the weather is crummy. Tonight we went to Cabelas, and walked around. The highlight for the girls was trying on life jackets for the boat, and then "sweeping" the floor with pink snow brushes. Hey... whatever works, right? Life in a small town can sometimes be frustrating, but taking a step back to look at life, forcing one to slow down can be a good thing.