I Love Our Neighborhood
Yeah, I'd say that we were a lee-tle tired yesterday. This morning when I went out to walk the girls to school, I noticed that my van had one side door and the trunk open. As in, left open all night.
Whoopsie.
I just laughed and closed it up. In THIS neighborhood, I was pretty certain nothing would be missing --although I was grateful that, for once, I hadn't left my purse in the car.
(Please note, in the spirit of full disclosure, that this picture was not taken this morning but is, in fact, a recreation for the blog. The truth is that as much as I wanted to take a picture this morning, we were already running late and had to leave. Especially because we were walking and I'm not so fast a walker these days.)
Yep. Tired.
Things are looking up, though. We got our first offer on the house today. It's not an acceptable offer but it's nice to get an offer when the house hasn't even been on the market for two weeks. We're countering and I'll keep you posted. Right NOW, though, I'm going to bed.
Right after I check the car.
Whoopsie.
I just laughed and closed it up. In THIS neighborhood, I was pretty certain nothing would be missing --although I was grateful that, for once, I hadn't left my purse in the car.
(Please note, in the spirit of full disclosure, that this picture was not taken this morning but is, in fact, a recreation for the blog. The truth is that as much as I wanted to take a picture this morning, we were already running late and had to leave. Especially because we were walking and I'm not so fast a walker these days.)
Yep. Tired.
Things are looking up, though. We got our first offer on the house today. It's not an acceptable offer but it's nice to get an offer when the house hasn't even been on the market for two weeks. We're countering and I'll keep you posted. Right NOW, though, I'm going to bed.
Right after I check the car.
Comments
Family life; ain't it great?
A friend of mine told me once that the front door lock on her mother's house had broken and she had never gotten it fixed. Funny thing is, it had been broken for 12 years!
I wasn't going to say this until we moved but we NEVER lock our back door. For the first four years we lived here, my husband didn't even have a house key. I told SC earler that normally we leave the GARAGE up opn accident. This was just a whole new height of absent-mindedness!
I love that I feel so safe here. I hope I get the same feeling in our neighborhood on Long Island.