They're one of the two houses on our street besides our own that has the same type of political signs in the yards every 4 years.
Their son was in our taekwondo group with Meri. I've spent so much time during taekwondo visiting with the mom when I should have been working on my double stick form. The son was always kind to Meri in tkdo, out of tkdo and even at school where boys are supposed to think girls have cooties.
Now they live 15 hours away. I miss them. It's good to have a neighbor like you.Seeing the moving vans brings me back to when they first moved in and Robb and my philosophy about new neighbors.
We think the way to make friends in a neighborhood is to get some baked goods delivered to them the minute you see them moving in and visit for a bit to introduce yourself...
That way, no matter what the neighbors tell them about us, the new people won't believe them... "Well, they brought me home baked goods! They can't be THAT bad... AND they were the first to greet us!"
First impressions... are VERY important! :)
Well, the house still hasn't sold yet, so it may be a while before new people move in.
I've got my bread machine ready with my finger hovering over the start button...
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That's so tough. The last few neighborhoods we lived in seemed filled with stick up soccer mom. It was like "Mean Girls" for grown ups.
I don't think people greet their new neighbors around here anymore.
When we moved in, a group of 4-5 guys stood in front of the house across the street, drinking beer and watching us (a la King of the Hill) as we cleaned and painted, getting the house ready to move into. It was weeks before any of them finally came over, although we did eventually become pretty good friends with one of the guys before he moved away. There are some neighbors on our street whom we still haven't met.
At our last house, out in the country, we shared a driveway with one family and a property line with another. We didn't meet any of them until a couple of months after we moved in...and that's only because we went to them to introduce ourselves. We lived there 18 months and didn't have any other interaction with them.
It IS tough when a neighbor moves! At our last place, I had a good friend who took me to lunch. We were best buds and our kids went to preschool together. We did EVERYTHING together. She told me she was moving. I was in shock. I am ALWAYS the one who moves. (At the time, Mike and I were married about 6 years, and had probably moved 8 times already...). I didn't know how to handle it. So, I get what you're saying...it's a bummer losing a good neighbor. :(
I have no doubt you'll be friends with your new neighbors, too, though. :) Keep us updated.
oooh what a bummer! Hopefully the new neighbors are just as nice. It's hard when you get to know people so well and then everything changes. Your future neighbors are going to be lucky to have a nice family right next door...with baked goods ready :)
Just had a conversation about great neighbors with my great neighbors this past weekend. They can't move cause they're the only 'normal' ones besides us! LOL
Sorry for your neighbor loss. Here's hoping your new neighbors are just as fabulous. You are so right about the first impressions. Keep that finger on the button! ☺
Sorry to hear about them leaving. Good to know you are ready with the bread machine. First impressions ARE important!
We've NEVER EVER been greeted by neighbors when we've moved. So we never greet any newbies that come after us. We're bitter.
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