Spring

Tuesday night we went walking at the airport. There were dogs a plenty. Ducks and planes. A good time. It's really nice to have an evening to go do stuff. Of course that means my classes are getting the brush off.

It was 40 degrees and windy, but pleasant enough we walked for an hour. It was so nice to pull on those hiking shoes. I'm tempted to put the snow boots away.

Halleluiah

Is it okay to celebrate that my neighbors moved out? Yes. It's true. They left.


No more trampolining in the living room at 2 am.
No more tennis shoes in the dryer at 11 pm.
No more police knocking at my door or slipping silently past my window.
No more shouts of, "Why can't you just leave her in rehab!?"


They are gone. My landlord had his crew pick up the place. They scraped melted wax from walls and repainted. Replaced carpet and subfloors.

The new neighbors moved in on Sunday. The building is blissfully quiet...so far.