We are moving to a new house… yes we finally found a house to buy. I have not talked about the process much on here because sometimes talking about it makes it just linger in my mind instead of being free of it.
Ok, so we went to the house for the home inspection and the neighbor was home and one of us parked in front of his front yard and went inside the house. A few moments later, we look out the window to find that the neighbor had parked very close on either side of our car with both of his cars so as to keep us from being able to get out.
D went out and he immediately said that it was very rude of us to park in front of his yard… it is a public road… and we were blocking the way of the post man to bring the mail… now that he had moved his cars HE was in front of the mailbox now and blocking the entrance to it…and he said that it was quite rude of us to park there. There were many people at the house for the home inspection. There are not many places to park other than being in front of his front yard. D said “I’m very sorry sir, but if you would kindly move your cars, I will move mine out of the way… oh and by the way, nice to meet you, I am moving in next door!”
We have joked about buying pink flamingos or something even more obnoxious and putting right on the line of our properties facing him but I know that will really put us at odds.
Just wait until he finds out we are a same sex couple and we are planning on having lots of parties there, and there will be lots of cars!! I’m planning on making him a batch of cookies when we move in to try to smooth out the edges but I don’t know if that grumpy old man will be even get a little less grumpy with cookies!
I haven’t written at all in September. It is not that I don’t get the topics and I have plenty to write about. Afterall, who in the northeast doesn’t have something to say about the Hurricane, or rather, Tropical Storm Irene? We were out of power for 3 days and we had to use flashlights and candles to get around our house. We would come home from work and leave again to go to a place that had power, and lights and ability to cook food. We ate out way too much. We did have an idea to bring some food to a friend’s house and some food to my work fridge and freezer to save some of it since we just went shopping before the storm.
We tried to make it an adventure for A who is 5 and got to carry around a flashlight throughout the house but with no TV or ability to read or play in her room, it was a hard 36 hours. The first day, I worked on my cross stitch project nearly the whole day while the storm was blowing hard around us. We watch through the window and played with A’s preschool books but the day went by quite slowly. It is a good thing we had a battery operated radio to have some music and news about the storm or I’m sure we would have gone stir crazy much earlier than we did.
Poor A was so terrified of the pitch black dark that she screamed the first night wondering why she didn’t even see street lights outside or her nightlight from the night stand. The second night we put her in our bed while she was still sleeping and she didn’t know what was going on until she felt another body next to her and and she asked what was going on.
I feel sorry for people named Irene as I’m sure, like Katrina, the name brings back bad memories of a bad storm.
Lights are all back on for almost everyone and there was not many injuries during the storm or for the days in the dark afterwards.
The power of nature is amazing…