"I'd like to add some beauty to life," said Anne dreamily. "I don't exactly want to make people KNOW more... though I know that IS the noblest ambition... but I'd love to make them have a pleasanter time because of me... to have some little joy or happy thought that would never have existed if I hadn't been born.” ― L.M. Montgomery, Anne's House of Dreams
Wednesday, April 24, 2019
neighbors
I live in a vacation house neighborhood which means most of the houses around me are rented to tourists on a weekly basis so I don't know most of my neighbors, but I do know the owners on either side of my house.
On one side I have permanent neighbors, that's the guy that offered me his "friendship" and a kiss a few months ago. The least said about him the better.
On the other side the owners are a lovely retired couple from somewhere in England who visit twice a year, in the spring and fall, for 5-6 weeks at a time. The rest of the time their house is rented out.
The last time they were here it was October. I always see the husband outside, doing work around the house. The first question he ALWAYS asks me is "how's your husband?"
I've literally been dreading his visit for the last 5 months just because of that question. I knew it was coming some time after Easter because that's when they are always here.
There has been a lot of commotion over at his house the past few days, people from the rental company, the landscaping crew and the pool cleaners have been here so I knew it was just a matter of time.
Sure enough, there was a car in their driveway last night and this morning I saw him driving in from breakfast as Charlie and I were driving out of the neighborhood on our way to work.
So now I want to avoid running into the neighbors on both sides of me...something that's not easy to do when you have a dog that thinks she needs to go for a walk every 30 minutes.
Maybe it would be better to just get the question over with rather than try to avoid him for the next 6 weeks, but then there will be that awkward time after I answer the question where he feels bad and doesn't know what to say. People never know what to say. I certainly don't know what to say and I still can't talk about it without crying. That's embarrassing enough when it's someone you know but totally humiliating when it's someone you just have a passing acquaintance with.
Or, maybe I can convince Charlie to use doggie diapers!
Yeah, probably not.
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