Well, I am. All round the kitchen, into the dining room, sailing along into the living room and the front hall. Because I. Am. Happy.
I got good news today. Madame Flute, Cello, her son, and Engineer, the husband are moving. Tomorrow! Now, they're not the most horrible neighbors on earth, but there were some issues that drove me up the wall and down the other side. The recitals, when the clients blocked the driveway for hours. The clients who constantly parked in my handicapped space because they were "only running in for a second". And lastly, the clients who sat on our front lawn having garden parties whilst their little Tiffany was in taking her flute lessons. It was the clients that drove me over the edge, not the neighbors. But the clients are moving with them, hurrah!
They're going to do a bunch of work to update their place before it can be ready for occupancy. Construction noises might drive me nuts, but it has to be done. They have to delead before they can sell it or rent it. And the kitchen on their side. Oh, 1966 wants the avocado appliances back.
I'm just hoping a family with YOUNGER kids will move in. Not babies, but maybe someone who wants to put in a pool (hint hint) and adds some liveliness to the place. We need some younger voices around here. Stumble It! JBlog Me