girldetective

So Im pretty much moved in. I still have organizing and all that, but its going slow because the nice weather has me outside grasshoppering rather than anting, but Im living just fine. Ive ordered a couch and am still wondering what the hell to do with all of my shoes. But what I have really been waiting for is a washer/dryer because my laundry has been piling up.

At my new apt there is a passage that connects my apt to the neighbor behind me. in that passway is a washer/dryer hook-up that we 2 neighbors share, but we have to provide our own units. The apt behind has been empty and Ive waited to do something until I knew what my neighbor would want.

Last week the apt rented and I could not have had better luck in the who-will-it-be dept. He is 29, cute, educated, helpful, fun, and quiet. He teaches high school Spanish and says fuck a lot (in English). I like him. Figuring out what to do about appliances was a breeze. We sat out on my back balcony one evening drinking beer, went on Craigslist, talked about it and bought them. Then we just hung out and had fun. We had them delivered here today, to the bottom of the steps.

I have pretty much always had good luck with my neighbors, sometimes making lifelong pals. How about you?

. . .

Guess who brought those heavy, unwieldly things up all of those steps? My neighbor and his 2 strapping young brothers!

I have views from all angles now. Cool.

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snowy

We've yet to get to know the neighbors at our new place--we've met a few of them, but haven't really talked to them much. The woman across the street came by the night we moved in and introduced herself. The place behind us had some new folks move into it just a couple days ago (similar situation to us, dad bought the property for his daughter to live in, though he's doing it for an investment, not to eventually live in himself, and we've yet to meet our neighbors on either side, though we've certainly heard them. Our first night here, our neighbors to the north decided to have friends over and have a fire outside; they were chopping wood at 1am. What the heck?! We'll have to get to know them, because while I'm okay with noise on Friday and Saturday nights, it's just not cool on a weeknight, especially given the noise curfew in this town is 10pm-7am--regardless of the night of the week. I doubt any of them will be as cool as your neighbor, but I still have hope.

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girldetective

Hey! Ive been thinking about you and how your move went. Im glad youre done, it was hot hot hot that weekend. Welcome to your new home.

Im sorry to hear about these troublesome woodsmen in your hood. Ive thought about throwing a party for my whole complex to meet and get to know everyone. Perhaps when youve settled and had a moment to meet they will turn out to be more considerate. Ill keep my fingers crossed.

If not, let me know. Perhaps I can talk to one of the bros for you!?

besitos snowy neighbor.

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MSD

Good neighbors? Yeah, I've had a few. I also had the ones who stopped talking to us (along with their cronies on our street) for five years after their dog bit me while I was on the way to the bus in sixth grade and they blamed me because of something I allegedly did (didn't) years ago. I also had the guy who made his house the highlight of the grade school bus route by shooting his truck 35 times and spraypainting "ouch" on it. Years later, we came home to find the street lined with SWAT and FBI cars, an dwere advised to stay inside until we got an all-clear from them. Just last year, I slept through a hostage situation that started as a husband-wife argument over whether he should have told the cop "go fuck yourself" when they told him he needed to get retroactive permits for construction done on his house before he could sell it.

Good thing I live in a good area of the 7th safest town in America, otherwise I would have had to shoot back by now.

jewels

The man behind me and I have conversed several times. I know it'll never become a good friendship because his wife has yet to venture out to meet me but I see her watching out the window.

Maybe one day I'll walk over and bang on the door.

It's cool, though, that you've got a good friend already. Makes adjusting to the 'hood a breeze.

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PonyPotato

I had one good neighbor in my apartment complex in college.. he helped me get my cat out of my downstairs neighbor's apartment once when she fell down into the wall and through the ceiling tiles into his bathtub.

I don't really have "neighbors" now.. my boss lives in the closest house to the barn, the other neighbors are pretty private. I guess you could call the horses my neighbors.. they poop a lot.

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ironpham

A couple of years ago I lived in a house with 2 duplexes on either side of me. I had 3 roommates and all of the duplexes together totaled in 12 neighbors.

After a few months we all got to know each other. Eventually we decided to throw a big Cinco De Mayo party. We had hookahs at 2 of the houses, beer pong at my house, and tons and tons of alcohol. There had to be close to 200 people there. Now, they were good neighbors...

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girldetective

Last night asked my neighbor to put a Band-aid and Neosporin on a wound on my back that I couldnt reach and he was amenable. That is a really really good neighbor.

Not only that, but he had the idea of snapping a digital pic so I could see it. Cool.

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JStrider

I moved in to my house a few months ago... have met most of my immediate neighbors. they all seem pretty nice, but most are a bit older then me so I don't really have much in common with them. but they all seem pretty nice, I dont forsee having any problems with them.

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Sugar&Spice

I thought our new neighbors would be great. The last ones that lived above us would fall asleep with their tv on...drove me insane when I'd wake up at 2 am. We moved into our new place about a month ago. The landlord warned us about the neighbor kids. They grew up in one of the villages (we are in AK) where they have an open door policy. Basically you can go into whatever house you want and hang out. Well, the little boy began by peeking into my windows constantly. He kept knocking on the backdoor and wanted to "look around" my apartment. So, I put curtains up and he continued to try to peek under them. I finally had a talk with his mom and he has slowed down a bit.

Now, the neighbors on the otherside like to have fires outside in their firepit until 2 am on the weeknights! I just want to buy my own house out in the country. So no, I haven't hadd good neighbors yet. You are VERY lucky!

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Dammitall

We will have lived in our current house three years as of the end of this month. It's a duplex and the unit attached to ours has been empty for about a year and a half, but we have high hopes for the young woman we saw there last week going through an inspection of the house that she may end up being our new neighbor.

On the other side of our place is an older retired couple who have been very good to us. He is the self-styled "mayor of our end of the street" and has pledged to look out for us. He keeps a shotgun on hand for anything iffy.

On the other side of the empty unit next to us is a crack den/whore house. At least we assume it is, since we've seen drugs and money exchanged outside their house, have heard people make reference to illegal drug activity going on inside, have seen cars with sketchy looking men pull up outside the house (or around the corner) to pick up women and drive away and had a strange (drunk) man come around to our back door late at night looking for one of them.

Just last Saturday we witnessed a screaming match going on outside their front door between one woman that lives there and another woman from further up the street. Our good neighbor told them to shut the hell up and take their trash down to the other end of the street, and the guy with the woman visiting threatened to take a shit on our neighbor's lawn. The visitor then warned another woman who came out of the house that a police raid on their house will probably be coming sometime soon. It can't happen soon enough.

Fun times!

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