A few weeks after we broke ground for 4024, we noticed some activity at the lot across the alley (and one house over) from us. As we were building, someone else was building. It was exciting and sort of annoying at the same time. The neighborhood was sort of overwhelmed with the noise and traffic in the alley. the other crew was loud and swore a lot. We got a lot of complaints about them even though they weren’t our crew. We were excited because it seemed like we’d have have new neighbors. Yes, all the neighbors were new to us, but there was something nice about getting to know the area with other new people.
A month after we moved in, the new house across the alley went up for sale. That was January. I noticed the sign had finally come down a month ago. There was speculation in the neighborhood that the owners had given up and were just renting it. No one knew or heard anything.
Late last week, the head of our neighborhood watch group sent out an email letting us know that house had been bought by a nice couple, and she introduced them via email. The next night we got an email inviting us to a house warming party that I can’t attend because I’ll be in Zambia. I was really excited for new neighbors. I’ve always wants to have friends in the neighborhood you just hung out with. Dreams of summer BBQs and rainy game nights danced through my head. I haven’t lived in a neighborhood with people my age that I hung out with since I was 3 years old. Ah Candace, my first friend who actually now lives a few blocks from us.
Almost all our current neighbors are older than us or at a different place in their lives (read lots of young families). We’ve decided not to even think about babies for at least 2 years. There’s a really nice woman who pretty much knows everything about us (she made friends with Dadtractor) who we chat with every so often but we wouldn’t really hang out with her.
So, I was excited and did a dumb thing. I googled the new neighbors. So, it turns out they are about 15 years older than us and are probably in a totally different tax bracket. They seemed to have very serious jobs and in my mind I decided that they wouldn’t want to slum it with us. I don’t even know them and I decided this.
I told Micah about what I’d found out and while he didn’t seem as disappointed as me, he did acknowledge we probably wouldn’t be having game night with them. It was all very disappointing, mostly because we (I) built up the whole thing. I think we’re looking for our place. We’re not in the baby zone yet, but we’re not go out and party on weekend (and the occasional) weeknight people either. I think we’re Friday Happy Hour, weekend game night, Sunday Suppers and sports watching people who don’t stay out later than 9pm on week night except for band gigs and are fine with catching the matinee at the movies. I think we’re looking people like us and really hoping they would be in our neighborhood. Sorry, rambling.
So, Micah decided he’d drop in at the new neighbor’s housewarming while I’m gone. Maybe we’re wrong about them. Maybe we’ll have a lot in common. Do you have real friends in your neighborhood or are you just friendly neighbors