I won't be missing you at all.

Our little apartment has served us well for the last year and a half, but as our yet-to-be-officially-named closing date nears, I've starting counting my chickens in a big way. Not only have they not hatched, they haven't even been purchased or had a coop built for them. I know I tend to get ahead of myself and get preoccupied with the future... but DUDE, we're buying a house! If I wasn't planning and dreaming and getting my mind wrapped around it, what would I be doing with my time and energy? Probably something productive. Heh.

Without further adieu, I present to you the random things about our little space and our weird little neighborhood that I'm pretty sure I WON'T miss.

• The crazy guy in our neighborhood who takes his 3 corgis on walks (early in the morning, no less) without leashing them and spends the whole time yelling at them.

• The lady in the apartment next to us who, instead of keeping her storage in a separate place, or in her closets, puts it all in rubbermaid trash bins on her back porch. Classy.

• Shared, coin-fed laundry services. 'Nuff said, yo.

• Of course, xylophone man... or vibraphone man. I don't know exactly what he plays and had assumed it was a xylophone just based on my rudimentary knowledge of large, obnoxious instruments. Then a friend pointed out to me that what I was describing sounded more like a vibraphone. I did some looking around online and I'm pretty sure she's right, yet I continue to refer to him as "xylophone man". Whatever. Either way, I will not miss his thumping one bit.

• The family across the street with the angry, yowling mom and the constantly screaming baby. Though they moved a couple of weeks ago, so even if we stayed here, they'd no longer be an annoyance... still, I'm counting them. Because - wow - they were unbearable.

I'm sure we'll have annoying neighbors at the new house. It's a fact of life, especially when you live in a quirky small town and are a bit of a misanthrope. The house to the right of ours is a rental, I'm pretty sure, so we may end up with a revolving cast of hilarious characters. Or we may end up with a loud and obnoxious party house right next to us. It could go either way. My main consolation is that our entire back yard is very nicely fenced in, reducing our day to day contact with all of these neighbors by a significant amount.

Who knows? I may surprise myself. I may end up befriending my community and actually participating in it. I may bake cookies and share them with my neighbors! There may be kids on our street that Silas plays with regularly. I may say hi to people I pass on our street and wave to families driving past. Or I may continue to hermit. I'm not making any promises. Heh.