I was living my dream. I bought a little farm (16 acres) quiet, peaceful, except when the animals are hungry.I really looked forward to all the hard work. This is just what I wanted. Almost everyone who lives here is a farmer, a fisherman, or a crabber. I even found a job making commercial crab pots by hand. After about 5 years of twisting wire, I brushed off the fact that my hands shook and my arms ached. I blamed it on the work I was doing. Wrong..So, here I am facing a not so nice future in my little 1 stoplight town trying to figure what the next episode will be.