A few posts back I wrote that I’d party when certain renters moved.  They moved out tonight.  Midnight movers—probably two steps ahead of their landlord.  It’s so quiet around here now that you could hear that proverbial pin drop. 

     I’m calling G tomorrow so we can celebrate together.  Since she lived behind them, she got all the incessant barking dog and kid noise.  Whereas since I live in front of them, I got the dog, kids, and the car stereos blasting so loud they rattled my windows and the gunning of the car engine by the hour at all hours. 

     Pop that champagne cork peace is back again.  Yippee!  Now that’s the way to start the New Year.

     When the landlord rents the place out again I do hope it’s to a nice, quiet family.  People who don’t leave litter everywhere all the time like this last family did.  Speaking of that problem, I hope they took that tire they’ve had out by the curb for months.  If not we’ll put it on the porch and let the landlord worry about it.