I am living the movie The Burbs. No joke. Okay, well a little of a joke, but I will tell you why.
We moved into our quaint little house (quaint is a nice way of saying small) about three years ago. Yes, the same quaint house that is causing such a hassle with Chase. Anyways, our neighborhood was new and there were a lot of families just like ours moving in. It was nice. Well, in recent months some of the new families moving in are a little scary. My neighbors are the case in point.
WE NEVER SEE THEM. We know they bought the house and we know they moved in. We saw the truck, we saw the stuff, we saw THEM. I was a little excited about the prospect of a family moving in next door instead of the two older women that used to occupy the house. And if I didn’t know better something shady went down with that mother/daughter combo, they just disappeared one day too. It’s odd. It’s creepy.
What is going on in that house?! They never use lights. I mean never. The driveway lights are always on but the lights in the house never seemed to be used. Now please don’t think I am peeking out my windows constantly because I am not. I have a backyard that gives me a clear view of their home so spying is easy… I’m KIDDING…sort-of…*cough cough*
I occasionally here the garage door open and the rolling of the garbage can out but I never see anything else. And here is the kicker… They STOLE our trashcan and replaced it with theirs! Are you kidding? Now we have this disgusting trash can that is so much worse than ours. The outside is covered in gross crusty junk. Oh and if you are wondering how we know that they stole it. Our trashcan has two visable marks on it. One from me running into it in the garage, yes I did that, and a “art” from my once three year old son.
Shaddy things are happening out here…..I really hope they don’t read my blog.