Forest of the Plains

Yesterday our neighbor died in a farming accident. I never met him or his wife. John visited with his wife a couple of times. As a result of John's visits, we knew we would be glad to have them as neighbors.

In the country you have an obligation to your neighbors. People help take care of each other. But, usually you know your neighbors. Since we don't even live there yet (we'll live there in 4 more days), we didn't know these neighbors.

How do you act neighborly to neighbors who aren't quite your neighbors yet? Somehow a plate of cookies doesn't seem enough.

Me: “We're moving this weekend.”
Co-Worker: “Oh! The house is done?”
Me: “Well, mostly. The floors will be refinished and the walls painted by Friday. I think we'll have all the outlets, light switches, and light fixtures installed.”
Co-Worker: “Do you have window coverings up yet?”
Me: “We will need to go a week without kitchen appliances.”
Co-Worker: “So the windows aren't a priority?”

I forgot to add that we're also hoping at least one toilet will be installed...

Looking for some weekend excitement? You're welcome to come and help us move!