Watertucky

Home Sweet Home

I've gotten many strange looks when I say that I love living in Waterford. But, it's a great place for us right now and the two main reasons are lake access and super low property taxes! I actually got a big refund check in the mail the other day because I had been overpaying my escrow account for property taxes for a year; so nice, I already thought they were cheap and now the Township is telling me "naw we're not even that much, here's money back!"

I have to admit the first drive Justin took me on through Waterford was not impressive. We arrived via Pontiac and it's definitely not the nicest introduction route to Waterford - here's a trailer park with yards not even the size of my office and crappy closed up businesses. Now, the way to direct visitors coming in to see us is 1) from the north come down Sashabaw and then over to Crescent Lake Road, and 2) from any other direction take numerous roads all with "lake" in their name to eventually get to Elizabeth Lake Road - it seems really out of the way but google maps assures me it's only like 5 minutes longer. Driving out of my way around lakes or driving through Pontiac, hmm lakes. I found that M-59 west of Crescent Lake Road is actually really nice and has every shopping option we need.

Our avenue is a particularly classy avenue that I'm slowly discovering more good details about. If we ever want to sell our home I hope prospective buyers also find these details amusing and not a hit to the property value.

The first abode is arguably one of the nicest on the avenue but has the misfortune of being located in the backyard of Waterford's "thumb bar." Yes, it's a bar yanked straight from the middle-top of the thumb of Michigan and stuck in Watertucky. It's really one of those that puts the tucky in the Water. Just picture women in pajamas with their 3 year old, also in pajamas, hanging out drinking (the mom, not the 3 year old), and also working as a bartender, with Joe Dirt on the dance floor falling around to the band so loud you cannot hear anything but the band, and oh yeah you can hear the cranky old men cussing every other word while enjoying their bucket of beer for $1 each beer - it's okay when $1 beer time is done because they go up to the regular rate of $1.25. Want food? What do you want? Good chance it's $1.

Next house, well they decided to re-side this beauty. A good idea since the paint is literally peeling in chunks off the old siding. But wait, driving a Benz was more important than finishing the new siding, you only really look at the front of your house anyway, right? Siding on the sides or back is highly overrated, especially when you have an old barn to party in out back. I bet you never remember what the back or sides of your house even look like after a good rave.

Another house - if you don't have room for a clothes dryer inside the next best place is the front porch. I'm pretty sure they figured out how to fit the dryer inside after about a year. What you do see, is relocate an occupant outside to put the dryer inside. Ever since the dryer disappeared, an old fifth wheel trailer appeared and we are positive someone is living in it. Every now and then a beat up old truck with a confederate flag painted across the entire hood shows up to reposition the fifth wheeler. Probably trying to obtain the best morning sunlight for the lucky tenant.

I'll post more about our avenue another time but I have to say we are doing a good job of fitting in - the other day we had our travel trailer in our driveway, Justin's truck there as well, our popup camper popped up half in the driveway and on an angle into our front lawn and my car diagonally in front of that, ha-HA! I would have been even better if we pulled our pontoon boat from the lake and parked that in the other half of our front yard, next to our neighbor's trailer with canoes that lives in his front yard year-round.