The house across the street from ours is for sale. I think maybe they just put the sign up yesterday, because I don’t remember seeing it. It’s a great house…very well-kept. I don’t know the owners that week. I met the wife when the development was going in, so I think it’s funny that I know what color carpeting she has in her living room (we all had like 5 colors to choose from. She has the green. The house beside us has the horrid fuscia, or at least it did when it was the model home.

I see the husband outside, doing hard work, but I haven’t seen the wife in a while.

Anyway, so now I have to fear who will end up across the street. I just don’t want psychos, you know? Then I’d have to buy a guard dog. My guard fish won’t cut it.