The neighbors moved out ..... a good thing in my estimation. Though you can never be quite sure until you see who moves in next. Being a former kid and all you might expect different from me but I'm not a big fan of having kids residing next door. Especially the combination of middle school boys and six year old girls, bouncing around my car, leaving their skateboards and dolls laying about and the older the boys get, the more I worry about my place while I'm away. Especially when the mother appears to be a grade A airhead, unaware of much that's going on around her except for looking pretty for the parade of male visitors regularly coming around ...... including the semi-regular UPS guy who parks his UPS truck in front of my driveway like it's his. I can't say that I'm sorry to see them go.
I admit that I let little things bother me. It pisses me off when in the middle of winter, when I'm paying a $300-plus electric bill, I see the neighbors with their front door wide open for extended periods, in sub freezing temperatures ..... like wasting energy and paying their electric bill is someone else's concern. Like maybe a handout from some government agency. Or the six year old girls who think my name is "Frank" .... until they decide later that I'm the "landlord." I guess that I'm snobbish that way but their mom needs to pay attention and correct that. How the hell did they come up with either idea?
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