The Neighborhood...

Okay. When we moved in our cute, adorable, old, beautiful house we knew it wasn't in the best of best neighborhoods, but it was on a little street right off down town so nothing too crazy.  And it wasn't too crazy for the past 2 years. But my, oh my, has that changed.  There are several rental properties around our house, then an older lady and Larry.  Now let me introduce you to Larry.  First off, Larry is a great neighbor. We appreciate him so much. But that being said, Larry is an interesting character.  We often refer to Larry as "The Bee Man" because he makes and sells honey.  But Larry also spends 80% of his time sitting on his front porch in his camouflage watching the neighborhood. I kid you not.  Morning, day, and night, he mans his station. So though we did not move into the best of the best of neighborhoods, we have always felt safe with Larry on duty.  Larry lives two houses down from us and one of the rental proprieties in our neighborhood is between our houses.  A lady moved in recently, and her group of friends moved into the rental properties across the street. And they have been non-stop drama. Dumb.  They are SO loud.  The lady next door was evicted from her old apartment and didn't get to take any of her furniture with her, so they spend the majority of their time in the yard and on their porch so they have somewhere to sit. (Don't ask me how they have a TV I can see in their living room from the road but not a couch. Priorities, people.) She also has 3-5 kids. The number is still unclear.  We had been waiting for major drama to go down. And Monday it finally came. Her fellow was arrested, they yelled and talked about guns and shooting each other, the cops came back to her house twice, and we hid in our house and watched it all through our blinds.  Small town living, right?  The cops have been back twice since Monday. And yesterday they covered their whole porch with black trash bags so you could not see them (which was fine by me.) Except for the strange smells coming from their apartment.  Can you say sketchy?  Larry spent a good 2 hours at our house yesterday filling us in on the neighborhood gossip.  After all we learned, I am more than ready for these new neighbors of ours to hit the road and never come back. Hopefully they will be gone soon. I'm ready for a good nights rest that doesn't include falling to sleep to the bass from their music.  Annoying.