I forgot to tell you about the activity next door earlier today.

I’d gone back to bed after making the morning coffee. My phone rang at 8:30 am, and because it was my mother undoubtedly having some sort of crisis with her new technology that I was not going to want to deal with while mostly asleep, I ignored it. She didn’t leave a message, so it couldn’t have been that important. As I was getting comfortable under the covers again, I heard activity in the Insane Neighbor’s driveway. Nothing as annoying as the usual screaming and throwing of objects. I could have ignored it, but I had to look. I am a curious monkey, after all.

I didn’t see anyone outside, but I did noticed the lights on that obnoxious camper-trailer were on. Huh. Odd. I went back to sleep.

At 10:00 am, I was awakened by my mother calling back. I dealt with the non-emergency email emergency, and hung up the phone. I then heard a significant amount of activity in the Insane Neighbor’s driveway. I peek through the blinds again, and this time Husband is out there changing tires on the camper-trailer. He seemed to be in a hurry. Huh. Odd. I laid back down and closed my eyes.

Shortly before Lin got home from work, I went outside to tend my plants, and as soon as I stepped out onto the porch, I sensed something was different. The camper-trailer was gone! I can see all the way down the street without walking all the way out to my mailbox! There’s a breeze coming from that direction! OMG! My wish has been granted and that damned trailer has disappeared … and it has taken the entire Insane Neighbor Family with it!

I then came to my senses and put two and two together. My initial conclusion was they’d gone on vacation. They do that every so often. But then I remembered they also tend to vanish with the trailer when there’s been a natural disaster somewhere in the continental USA. They do something with homeowner’s insurance. I can’t remember what it was she said they did, but it sounded to me at the time she mentioned it (right after Katrina) like something of a vulture-like job, if not actually somewhat scam-like. Anyway, when there’s a natural disaster where people might be filing insurance claims, they run off in the trailer and are sometimes gone for months at a time, which doesn’t make me sad. Sorry there had to be a natural disaster to get my neighbors off my nerves, but still … gone for months. Bliss.

Then they come home with fat pockets and the parties, screaming, and throwing of things increases dramatically for a while. But, they haven’t been gone for a long time in a long time. It’ll be worth their return to live without them for as long as possible.

I’m going to go sit on the porch for a little while before going to bed and enjoy the view from my front porch. I don’t often get to see down that end of the street at night.