January 23, 2009

No Crazies Allowed

There are only a handful of lots left in our housing development. One is right beside us and it's a fabulous lot. The same size as ours, it backs directly to the park. It's going to have a perfectly flat back yard and I was puzzled as to why it wasn't selling.

It could just be that the guys don't have anything better to do than transfer dirt from one lot to another today, but they are completely clearing it today and taking the dirt and rocks elsewhere.

While I'm excited about having an actual house beside us instead of a dirt pile, getting new neighbors is always a bit nerve-wracking. Maybe it's because I used to live next to the local Britney Spears, but I know that one bad neighbor can really wreck things for you.

I started thinking about how weird it's been living here, with no crazy neighbor to speak of and I started to reminisce. Everyone around here is very normal and extremely nice. They also read my blog (Hi neighbors!), so I wouldn't tell you if it were otherwise.

If you haven't read it before, it's new to you. Plus, everyone can appreciate a good story about a crazy neighbor wearing fuzzy slippers who stares into your windows while drinking a glass of wine at 10 a.m. right?