You know this is kinda funny. I think about this on a daily basis. Just last week I went to a try a trout stream not far from my house. On the way there in the middle of nowhere I found this colonial house. I don't know if you guys have seen the patriot, but it was like "aunt Charlotte's" house only made of brick. Overgrown and boarded up. Then I keep thinking of the Notebook, when Noah fixed up that old house. And a thought keeps crossing my mind like crazy . . . I-WANT-THAT-HOUSE, lol. It will never happened, I don't have the funds, the patients, or the time. But that would really be awesome, at the foothills of the Appalachian, with deer, trout. I could plant a garden, and I already know how to can. But like a lot of you have already mentioned it would be tricky to talk a woman into living off the land. I think the standard response would be, why should I do all this work when a wall-mart is just down the road, lol. ONE DAY, lol