New to the Block

[Taylormargaret]

I place my last box in the foyer of my new house and sigh in relief as I plop down onto the marble staircase.

"Finally," my excitement overtakes me and I'm forced to grip the rails just to keep myself from flying off the handle.

Nothing is unpacked, all of my furniture is still in boxes and wrapped in cellophane, I have no food in my refrigerator, not even toilet tissue to wipe my ass with... But, I'm finally home. My home.

Another squeal of joy escapes my lips before I grab my latotop and sit n my plastic clad couch. My calico cat, Tiger jumps into my lap and curls up as I type a message to you.

We haven't spoken since I've moved out, almost a year ago. Yet, to me it feels like only yesterday. Our tussle over tea not only sent our relationship into a downward spiral, but left me Dom-less, jobless, homeless and broke. You told me to come home, that my pride would be my downfall, but somehow I mysteriously made it on top, despite my disobedience. You'd given me space, which I reveled in, but my heart ached for you, my Dom....

Before I could press send a message from you pops up. Of course...

I look at the subject line, "Congrats on your new house baby girl," I read aloud. I click open and read slowly, your words echoing through my mind as if you were here next to me, whispering them into my ear.

What does it say?

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

I saw the moving van and watched the men carry box after box into the garage and stack them. The furniture was carried into the house, and I presume the new owners were directing where everything should go, but I knew what a hassle that all is having moved here into the neighborhood when I was transferred here from my old office in Sacramento.

Trying to decide whether to bake a cake or a casserole or just a bottle of wine, i selected the wine and took along glasses in case they werent unpacked yet, and went over when the truck left.

The lady answered the door, looking a bit frazzled and with boxes everywhere.

Hi I'm Joyce. I live across the street and thought you might need a little break.

Lets stop and have a drink and get acquainted. Im single, long divorced, and I work for a decorating company here that specializes in window treatment, but we also do carpets and furniture, but I'm not in the slightest here to try to sell you anything.

Then maybe I can help you get settled and you can come over to my house for dinner tonight so you dont have to worry about that stuff.

 

[Taylormargaret]

I smile, my first neighbor visit. I'm estactic and I welcome you in with open arms.

"Please don't mind it all, I really haven't done anything."

As you walk in, my cat rubs against your leg and I pick him up.

"Come on, right this way." I lead you into the kitchen and set Tiger on the counter. The wine looks lovely and I take it from you, filling the glasses.

"My name is Taylor, by the way," I smile as we clink glasses. "So dinner, you cook? I can microwave, that's about it."

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

Well living alone I dont make a big deal out of it, but i manage and when I fix something it's enough to last for several days.

So is it just you and Tiger? or do you have a husband or live-in partner?

I have a cat too, and when I go out nof town I get a woman to come in and look after her and stuff. I travel a lot, all over the country working with our suppliers and our installers and the people we work with.

This house has been vacant a while. The previous owners walked awy and left it owing more than it was worth at the time. So did you buy it from the bank?