A neighbor arrived at my door today.
At long last, someone welcoming me to the neighborhood! I opened the door.
“Hi. My name is Jennifer. I live next door. Just wanted you to know there is a flood warning. Do you want any help moving all your stuff out of the basement?”
Umm… what? Oh, no. No. No. No. Aren’t you just here to drop off a pound cake? Oh crap.
“Thanks so much for letting me know. But it took us three days just to get all our stuff down to the basement and organized. I just can’t bear to move it all back upstairs. I just can’t. I’ll keep an eye down there. Thank you.”
Well, at least someone stopped by.
And our basement THANKFULLY did not flood.
Earlier in the day, I had to bring our Jeep to the service station because it’s been having some problems lately and we are driving to Pennsylvania this weekend. I’m guessing my Jeep is just missing his friends from our Manhattan garage and wondering why he’s all of sudden just sitting alone in some driveway. But that’s just my theory.
My dad, who’s visiting, dropped it off at a local service station here in Westchester and then we sort of forgot the name of the station.
So when it came time to check on the car, I didn’t exactly know who to call.
Which means I called a couple random stations and said the following, “Hi. Are you working on a Jeep Cherokee today? No? Ok. Thanks anyway.”
These are the things that happen to you when you move.
I found the car. And the mechanic did not agree with my home sickness theory but mentioned something about the car’s rotors and brakes being “out of round” but whatever, I know my Jeep.
Meanwhile, Dylan and Summer are adjusting incredibly well to our new life but I’m still having a terrible time sleeping.
I need to find a sound machine that has city sounds. But not just your typical traffic noise. I need drunk people, hanging outside bars in the West Village while they smoke. It’s a very distinct sound that involves a lot of hooting, laughing, catcalls and couples arguing and then hailing cabs. Did Sharper Image go out of business? Because I think they made a sound machine like that.
mama bird notes:
The winner this week of the Blue Bunny® ice cream is Betsy T.! Congrats Betsy. One more chance next week to win free ice cream for a year.
And you all passed the math test! Sorry, I was experimenting with a new spam filter but I felt bad making you all do math and some of you were still being called a spambot which just isn’t nice. So I’m trying another spam blocker. Please let me know if you encounter any issues when trying to coment. Thank you.