The houses on either side of us are up for sale.
This leaves me wondering: Who will be our new neighbors?
For the 10+ years we've lived here, our neighbors have been nice and quiet. Will the new neighbors throw loud parties? Will they have young, screaming kids and erect one of those giant tacky wooden play structures? Will they be strange and quirky?
Oh, wait..... have I just described us?
Yes, we are the one family on the block that has their kids home all day. Recess and P.E. are often conducted in the backyard on one of those giant wooden play structures.
We're the family always riding bikes together around the neighborhood. Yes, I'm the mom with the baby seat still on the back of my bike even though I no longer have a baby. (What can I say, it makes a great soccer ball holder and library book "basket".)
Yes, my daughter is the one in the backyard wearing a pink Disney princess t-shirt, and digging in the mud. She's the one who claimed a cicada was her best friend for a day and was then devastated when it crawled out of its shell and flew away.
If the widows are open you'll probably hear someone playing the piano, guitar, mandolin or banjo.
I'm the one in the kitchen with all the pots and pans crashing, making my own food from scratch.
I clean my own house.
I teach my own kids.
We mow our own grass.
We don't pay for television.
The library is our second home.
Yes, we're the family with the kids that sled in the front yard in the summertime.
We're the family with the dad in the driveway with long hair, covered in tattoos, building a huge sculpture out of tree branches from a dead tree.
That's me in the backyard with a camera taking pictures of food and flowers.
Yes, we're the family with the used purple station wagon with the missing gas cap.
That's our mini van with the bumper sticker that reads:
So why am I so concerned about who our new neighbors will be?
Perhaps they should be more concerned about the "quirky" neighbors living next door to them.