We moved from suburbs to a rural area when I was a kid. My brother and I loved it. My dad had an ATV with a mower to attach to the back, and he’d mow one big chunk of land on Saturday and one on Sunday. We had 21 acres at one time, but a good bit of it was wooded and didn’t need landscaping attention. Still, it was a lot of yard work but I don’t remember it being something my parents were slaves to. Both of my parents worked full time about an hour from home.
We lived six miles outside of a small town, but our doctor, the movie theaters, malls, and other attractions were in a larger town about 45 minutes away. Our elementary school and middle school was only a couple of miles away, so the bus ride wasn’t bad. Later, in high school, I was on the bus a bit longer but nothing extreme.
For a long time we didn’t have cable or anything because we were too remote, but at some point my parents got a satellite dish. Back roads are never cleared of snow as quickly or as well as main roads, so sometimes driving was tricky. If you’re used to that, it’s not such a big deal. My parents never regretted moving out to the country. They always wanted the space and the quiet, and my dad loved being able to go fishing right in our back yard.
As a kid,it was such an ideal place. We had woods, a huge pond stocked with fish (and we had no qualms about swimming in it), a rowboat, the freedom to ride our bikes all over the place, crazy adventures on the ATV, a small town community, almost no crime, and easy access to a larger city. If you enjoy that kind of lifestyle and won’t feel bored or out of touch away from the city, then go for it. I’m sure a local vet or your neighbors will be able to suggest help with the livestock if you want to go on vacation from time to time.
You’ll just want to make sure there aren’t neighborhood or association rules against live stock. When my parents bought the land the built our house on, it was part of a division of 7 acre lots (we had 3 lots). There were no farm animals allowed. None of our neighbors had animals other than dogs and cats, which always struck me as funny because the area was called Mini Farms. It would stink to find out after buying the land that you couldn’t raise even a small number of livestock.