The house on the corner of my street has been empty since I moved in. I was told the lady who lived there had recently been moved to a home for the elderly. Her daughter and son-in-law dutifully cleaned it up, moved things out and readied the house for sale. I never saw a sign on it, but apparently they did sell it.
Cut to Facebook. Someone has updated their address and I pause. What? That's the house next door to me! Yes, it is true. A friend of Crazybarefeet and sometimes commenter on this blog, Jason is moving next door. That takes devotion to this blog to a whole new level. I hope Jason and his wife like loud dogs and neighbours who don't mow the lawn. On a sad note, I will have to stop going out in the backyard in my underwear.
All I can say is I bet Roger is glad I didn't think of this stalking technique first.