Well, the peace could very well be coming to an end around here as far as next door goes. Yeah, I figured it wouldn’t last forever and it’d be just about right on time, too. I don’t know what it is with most people, but they move in quietly for the first few months, then bam – I’m here! I hope I’m stressing over nothing, but I was distracted by the sound of this large aqua pickup driving in through the gate and into the yard for the third day in a row. At first I was like, this is just great! I mean, the whole point of being able to enjoy their driveway being on the other side of the house is so I don’t have to hear their vehicles. Hearing hers next door can be enough at times. But then I realized that they were hauling stuff in. My first concern was that more people were moving in, and that still could be the case, but Tom thinks they may just be storing stuff. He says he’s seen rowboats, an ATV and other stuff lately. What was most disturbing was the playhouse they put right along the fence just outside my office window. The boats are towards the back corner of the yard, but why does everything have to go alongside our place? This playhouse is so damn close to the window that if the fence wasn’t there and you could drive a car up to it, you could barely squeeze it in between it and my office window.

The black dog I caught a quick glimpse of, and these two older animals, a boy of about 8 and a girl of about 10, seem to be connected to this pickup which doesn’t live there, as far as we know, and hopefully they haven’t moved in. However, Tom says he’s pretty sure there’s a baby living there, and lately I’ve been seeing this chick who looks like she’s had a kid. I also saw a very pregnant teenager too, so I’m now almost positive that these aren’t college students. Not if they’ve had or are having babies, and not with the way they’re home so often. It’s those who can afford to stay home that tend to be the ones having kids as opposed to those with careers, and they obviously have some money what with some of the stuff we’ve seen. The playhouse alone must’ve cost hundreds.

Tom said a guy at work looked at the house when it was for rent and they have a cellar you can drive right into, so I guess most of the stuff had been put down there. I just hope they don’t run us out of here. Hey, I hate this old, sagging tiny place, but I’d like to move when we’re ready to, and not when someone else says so by driving us crazy.

Tom will get a better look and see if he can get an idea of what’s going on when he goes grocery shopping tomorrow. He says that although it makes no sense, it’s common practice for folks around here who are moving from one house to another to get an apartment, put their stuff in storage or wherever they can, and then move into the new house. No matter what’s going on, I’ve had too many years of problem neighbors. The barking and banging of car doors and bass are enough to have to deal with like we have for the last 10 months and I’d like to keep it that way till we can get to an even quieter place, so long as God will let us.

In better news, both the Brunette Brilliance Barbie and my incense came today. We wonder why they call her Brunette Brilliance when she’s not even a brunette. She’s got black hair. She’s got these little wispy spikes for bangs that look way cool and they did her nails, too.

The incense smells great and he really went all out throwing in extras. He had to sub with other scents on some of them because he accidentally sent me an old list. He even threw in some 19” sticks which I’ve always wanted to try. I didn’t realize they were so thick. It’s like burning 3 sticks at once. It irritated our eyes, so Paula will get stuck with them at the end of the year with whatever else I don’t like. There are about a dozen of the 80-something scents I ordered that I don’t care for, and the 19” sticks were too lemony. I was wondering why the box was so long. They sure burn a hell of a long time.

He also threw in a roll-on bottle of designer perfume oil.