And so it begins.

We were removing rugs and filling the dumpster tonight.  Not exciting but really helps with reducing the smell. Walt Kowalski and I, wearing our stylish dust masks, were hauling loads of carpet and flooring out to the dumpster.

It's scheduled to be emptied on Wednesday so we wanted to make sure it was full.  We took a break on the porch to catch our breath and have a drink  just as the old-time neighbor next door came home.  We smiled and nodded and started back to work.  The neighbor walked up and started asking questions.  I went back inside to work and Walt Kowalski fielded the questions.  (Love him.)

Who were we?
Were we going to live here?
Are you the owner?
Who is going to live here?
Are they those kinda people?
Are they going to be noisy?
He didn't like noise.
He's lived here for 50 years and he doesn't want trouble.
Will they have loud music?  He doesn't like loud music and a lot of trouble.
Are the people living here going to cause trouble?
That house is 3 feet on my property.
He was going to have a survey done.
He's got dogs.  They are nice dogs, but dogs go where they want.
He doesn't want any trouble.

*sigh*

Walt Kowalski was so good.  He answered every question, no matter how invasive and rude.  He held his tongue.  (Love him even more.) He abruptly said he had to get back to work and came inside. 

Did I mention how great he is? 

Minding our own business.  Tomorrow's to-do list: calling for estimates on a survey.


*sigh*

All things, and neighbors considered, we got a LOT accomplished this evening.

Things I learned tonight

1. Neighbors are weird.
2. And extra dose of patience is going to be needed.