Oh and the kids, too. Sometimes, I don't even want to hear people talking on the TV. I just want quiet. No one bitching or moaning or complaining. And I had forgotten how incredibly quiet this neighborhood is. My mother used to bitch about it. "There's nothing going on here. I think a man walked by with his dog today but that was it."
I, on the other hand, lived on a busy street with lots of action. People, kids, dogs, cars, sirens. You name it. After a while, it all kind of became background noise but when you remove yourself from that environment, the quiet is overwhelming. In my case, it's overwhelmingly good. The backyard is pretty long and the houses all border the soccer fields. My elementary school used to sit back there but over the years, enrollment dwindled and they decided to tear it down.
Since it's not soccer season yet, there's not much action besides the occasional guy hitting golf balls, deer foraging for food or dogs chasing frisbees. My evenings have left me lots of time to be introspective and as I look around at many of my still unpacked boxes, I realize that I still have a ton of shit!
Remember a few years back , when I was frustrated that none of my stuff matched and so I signed up for a bridal registry at Bed Bath & Beyond to marry my dog? You know, it's funny, they still send coupons to me and my partner, Bernie Beegehl.
Ta-dah! It was hard to take a flash picture without it looking swirly, swirly but you get the idea.
Here's my first dinner guest. I think he really appreciated the coordination.