The house across the street from us just got sold. We were sorry to see that the young woman who lived there had put it on the market at the beginning of the month; as neighbors go, she was perfect. She was friendly but kept to herself, had a cute little dog, quiet, and her front yard always had something pretty blooming. The trees behind her little cottage are gorgeous and frame the house just right, obviously someone was very skillful in pruning and trimming. We've enjoyed the view since we moved in and we're really hoping the new owners don't mess it up. Yesterday there was a strange new car in the driveway and I did my best Gladys Kravitz imitation, peeking through the blinds to try to get a glimpse of the newcomers. No luck. They drive a large, shiny black Toyota SUV but that's all we know so far. Once the moving in process is complete I'll walk over with a box of goodies from a local bakery and introduce myself. We want to get off on the right foot with new neighbors. I certainly don't envy them the task of moving this week. We've had a crazy heat wave and it's more like the middle of July than the end of May. It's sweltering out there as I type this, with temps today reaching almost 100 degrees. Ugh! Moving is hard enough without sweating buckets the whole time.
Speaking of the house across the street, it went way up in value in this crazy hot seller's market. The woman who sold it had only been here three or four years and it went up about $30,000 in value and was snatched up within days of being listed. I keep hearing stories about buyers offering well over the asking price just to get a chance to buy. I'm so glad we got in here when we did, we couldn't afford it if we had waited any longer. The neighborhood is changing and becoming a little nicer than it used to be. Several houses have new owners and lots of people seem to be painting and upgrading and landscaping more these days. That's nice. It's a pleasure to see these old houses getting lots of love and young families moving in and so far all of the new neighbors have been pleasant. The jerk behind us lost his wife last month, a fact that made me feel sorry for him even though he was so nasty to us when we first got here. He's well into his 80's and I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't want to downsize now that he's a widower. I hate thinking of him living alone now and possibly being lonely, but I'll never feel comfortable having even a basic neighborly friendship with him after the way he acted. Maybe when he does leave nicer folks will buy the house.
Hey! I just looked outside and there's a large black truck that has joined the large black Toyota SUV across the street. Hmmm. Still no sign of the new owners. Wonder what that means? Both of the vehicles are large and new and shiny black. It's not much to go on! So I'm off to continue spying through the blinds to see what I can see! I'll report back later. Haha.