I decided to live in the village, but after a year I ran away from there and I have no such desire anymore.

A year ago, when the pandemic had just begun, I decided to fulfill my old dream and go to live in a village for permanent residence. I have a grandmother's house in the village, which is still very decent and strong. The house has electricity and running water. Every summer I lived there for 2 months during my vacation and those were just happy days, I didn't want to leave. But I had to go to work and I had to leave the village.
This year I retired, there is no need to rush anywhere.

The reasons why I wanted to live in the village are the same as everyone else's:

1. I'm tired of the city with its bustle, constant noise and gas pollution.

2. Life in the village is cheaper, everything is different there, you don't need to spend a lot of money.

3. A vegetable garden and a garden are nearby, they can be dealt with more seriously.

4. Fresh air, peace and quiet.

I packed my things, transported them to the village, all the essentials and necessities. I rented an apartment with furniture for a year through an agency where a friend works, so as not to run into scammers. I wanted to pass for three years, but she dissuaded me, nevertheless the person has considerable experience in these matters.

For the first months I was delighted with my new position. While everyone was tormented during a lockdown in stuffy apartments, I was happy to tinker in the village. She threw the spring snow from the roof, then tidied up the plot, then she was engaged in seedlings and a vegetable garden.

But what confused me was that very often there were power outages. It became impossible to store anything in the freezer. But last year's freeze ended, and I began to take it easier.

The second problem is very slow internet. After the city fiber optic, it was unusual and terribly annoying.

As for costs - of course, utilities are less here - only water and electricity. But the electricity bills were just cosmic - after all, I have heating and a water heater. Garbage bills were added in the summer, but they weren't that big.

Garbage is a separate topic. In the whole village, one container is placed under the garbage, which is taken out twice a week. If on weekdays it is more or less enough, then on weekends there are mountains of packages around it. These bags are pulled by dogs and are therefore permanent dirt and mess. It is quite far from my house to walk to the container.

Locals, of course, have dug holes at the far ends of their gardens and dump garbage there. I am also thinking about such a system. But this is a lot of money, about 15,000 rubles.

And the most important problem is that when my electric boiler went off, it turned out to be absolutely impossible to find a master in the area of ​​50 kilometers. I had to call from the city, which cost me 20,000 rubles. With this money, you can buy a new boiler.

When the roof in the yard is leaking, it is not easy to hire some workers - in the village no one wants to work and earn money. I had to look in the neighboring village, there are hard-working guys, they repaired the roof.

In the summer, of course, there is enough communication, all houses are inhabited, children are everywhere, life is in full swing. But when in early November I went out into the street, deciding to take a walk in the frost, I realized that I was left alone on the street. I felt so terrified that I rushed home, barricaded both doors and seriously thought about strong bars on the windows.

It seemed to me that since there is the Internet, what kind of boredom can there be? I will work, there is always something to do. No, it’s not like that. Nothing replaces communication with people.

In April, as soon as my apartment lease expired, I left my seedlings and rushed into the city. I ran into my "kopeck piece", went out onto the balcony and realized that I could no longer spend the winter in the village. Of course, I soon returned there for the summer. But I am firmly convinced that the village is a seasonal phenomenon. I will only spend the winter in the city.