My neighbors directly across the street are moving.
We had waited five years to have someone live across the street that meets the following criteria:
1. Speaks English
2. Falls under the category "Single Family Home"
3. Has children that are the nice type of nice children, the same ages as my kids type of children, and don't come over and ring the doorbell all day long type of children.
4. Have a husband who will come over at will to help move furniture and assist in repairs without me having to bake a thank you afterwards.
5. Will lend me anything recipe related that I need and not care that I take several months to return borrowed items, if they are returned at all.
We received such a family less than a year ago and now they are moving along to bigger and better things.
I am beside myself with sadness.
The only glimmer of hope is the home owner has called and asked if he can bring us a house key. He is going to be out of town and was hoping we would be willing to show it if an eager renter comes along.
I am beside myself with joy.
My life long dream of part time real estate has come to fruition! I fully intend to take over any willing family armed with a clip board, wearing a sports coat, and making big whooshing gestures with both my arms.
This also will allow me to screen my new neighbors for the above criteria and make an executive decision as to whom will be now living across the street. Blessings galore; you really can choose your neighbors!
By the way, if the inquiring family does not meet said standards I will simply be informing them I live in a neighborhood full of crack whores and delinquents.
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