Moving into a new home is the pits. In my (read) earlier article I explained it in great detail. It seemed as if I had more boxes to open than the total amount of boxes packed.
One after another, my daughter and I slit open a box. Some had nothing bu junk inside and should never have been packed. Some of the boxes contained stuff that had been stored in the garage. (plenty of dust and grime)
Moving to my Villa had its rewards. My cat, Black Beauty and I sat on the ( read) back porch and watched the golfer hit their golf balls. Some of them landed right next to my house. Every time a golfer walked over to pick up the golf ball, my cat thought they were coming to get her, and she ran to the other side of the house. That is why a cat is known as a “Scary Cat”.
Today I met the neighbors. I walked out with a bag of garbage. Today is Garbage day. I learned that the trash must be placed into garbage cans instead of left in plastic ones. I forgot!
The neighbors were standing outside near the curb. The men were talking to each other. One of the wives were there and they approached me with outstretched arms. It was so nice to finally meet the neighbors.
They are a friendly lot. Two of the other wives came out to (read) meet me when when they heard all of us talking. I wished I could have served them coffee, it was early in the morning, but I did not have an empty table to serve it on.
We women sat out on my front porch and we were talking about the area, and how they each only live here part of the time. They are known as Snow Birds.
The conversation came to an end when the men came over and said they wanted to eat. They had not as yet had their morning coffee or tea.
We said goodbye and we each agreed it was nice to meet each other. Meeting the neighbors will continue as I get to see more neighbors at the mailbox, taking out the garbage or at a Board Meeting.
My cat kept watching us out of the computer room window. I think she enjoyed the get to meet the neighbors as much as I did. She then left to go to the (read) back porch to watch the Sand hill Cranes.