All Things Woompty

Early Christmas presents

Any one of you who has spent any time with Kevin and I over the past year has probably heard more than once about our skeezy neighbors. The 12 person family living in two apartments (#4 & #9). The next door neighbors who kept locking their cat out. In the cold. At night. (We cheered when we figured out that some other apartment residents (#7) stole the pretty little calico and keep her inside now.) Those same next door neighbors (in #1), with the three year old who screamed and screamed and banged on doors and walked out of the house and out to the street without being noticed. All of them, banes of our existence. So for the past six months our life has looked kind of like this:

Want to do some laundry? Sorry, the dozen people living in apartment #9 are doing laundry...for the next three days!

Want to leave your door open to catch a breeze because it's hot and you have no AC? Sorry, the hell beast child from apartment #1 has decided she wants to stand in front of your open screen door and terrorize your cats. Better close up shop!

Hey, what's that those young guys from apartment #4 & #9 are doing in their flashy tricked out car? Why, I do believe that's a drug deal!! (Hm, I wonder why both apartment #4 AND apartment #9 were both broken into but everyone else was left alone?)

Listen, there goes the neighbor calling for her child...ha ha, she must have let her run out the door again! Mi-chelle....Mi-chelle...

Le sigh. It really just made it feel more and more like we were ghetto living when really, we're not. Just this building was getting ghetto. The rest of the street is actually improving quite a bit (hooray for regnetrification!).

But then! One day I came home and noticed that the property management had put up their "for rent" sign out front. And I realized it had been awhile since I had noticed the heard of children from the #4/#9 family playing in the courtyard. No flashy car out front lately either. And the laundry room had been suspiciously empty for a few days...we'd been able to do our laundry whenever we wanted to. Hey! They moved! Merry Christmas to us!!

Then today, I came home from my morning errand running (Sidenote...I managed to lose half a pound last week...it's a Christmas miracle!) and noticed that the father in #1 was painting the wall of a very empty looking bedroom. I told Kevin about it and said that hey, maybe they were moving too, ha ha! But really, I figured he just wanted to clean the place up a bit since they've lived here almost as long as I have. Besides, getting rid of both sets of annoying neighbors at the same time would be way too fortuitous.

But this afternoon when Kevin ran out to grab us some lunch, the family in #1 was moving boxes out of the apartment. Large boxes. And toy chests. And more boxes. And it really, really looks like...they're moving.

The complex was so nice and quiet today. This is going to be the best Christmas EVER.

posted by Melinda @ 8:09 PM