One neighbor admitted last night that this is harder to adjust than different to than she thought. I’ll have to ask her more.  She was expecting living here to be more like a college program or workshop she did where she met her husband. Her husband told her they didn’t have to deal with daily life there or kids or pets,etc –  so it was different.

I think it’s getting easier living in a new place but I had a doctor appointment in my old town the other day and driving around felt so easy. Like I could do it blindfolded there. Whereas here i always need a GPS. and it takes me back from town a different way every time.

Another difference  is that I don’t have a garage here.  I saw that a neighbor has a cover for her car and I saw she put it by the end of the parking lot so I bought a windshield frost guard. I tried to let it dry outside while I was at work all day.  Well, it’s gone. Luckily when I asked around I found out the construction workers decided to clean up the area that day. I found it but I do miss the carport and just running inside the house and having the car right outside like my old life.  I know cohousing is about social interaction and having your car parked away from the house does make us interact but I dream of a garage or carport to protect the cars. Luckily the carts do help to bring things from the car to the house and I am thankful there is always someone to talk to.  It is just an adjustment and some days I like to complain.

I also was worried that moving here I wouldn’t have time for my family. That’s a bit true because there are a lot of meetings. I just do less unpacking and cleaning the house so I can have quality time.

My family came to visit. Since then, I’ve been less inclined to show everyone how great it is here. They didn’t  think so. It takes a certain type of person to like cohousing. My sister in law thought my house was too small. She likes her big house near a big city.  Most cohousers have smaller houses to enjoy shared spaces like the common house instead for guests and social events.. 

A coworker was curious about cohousing and visited with his wife. They were lovely to talk to at a common meal and like the idea here.  And when my best friend came to visit with her family they loved it here. They got it. I guess that’s why she’s my best friend.