It wouldn't be too bad outside -- except for the 20-25 mph winds. It's very pleasant otherwise.
The mother and I went shopping last night. I found a couple things por moi, as well as some gifts. Very fun though exhausting. We didn't get home until after 11 and I didn't go to bed until 3! That means I'd been up for nearly 22 hours. No wonder I was late to rise today and then went BACK TO BED for a few more hours. Slacker.
When I finally did get up, I busied myself with some of the seemingly endless household chores like trash, dishes, recycling, and pets. While I was out feeding the birds, the mailman came. "That's a nice house, isn't it?" he asked, pointing at the house for sale across the street.
"Yeah. It's nice enough," says I. And it is a nice enough house for a rather non-descript brick ranch.
Turns out the mailman's daughter has been through it several times recently, and finally made an offer on it. She hasn't heard anything yet, but the mailman says she's hopeful. "You might be neighbors," he says as he handed me my mail.
And we just might be. I noticed that the neighbors were over there earlier, with multiple vehicles, clearing stuff from the garage. So, maybe there are new neighbors on the way.
3 comments:
Here's hoping the new neighbors are good ones!
Thanks, Jayne. Here's hoping. (Though I can't help but be a little disappointed that it's probably not going to be a handsome, 40ish bachelor.) :-)
Hopefully she's nice. And maybe you'll get your mail earlier.
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