May 19 - The Missing Entry in These Foolish Things

  • May 19, 2024, 2:15 p.m.
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Whelp. Didn’t squeeze an entry in yesterday because by the time I had a moment, it was time for bed and I was exhausted and didn’t have words. I had zero entry to give!

The party on Friday night was amazing! Every single person there was someone I was interested in talking with. That goes to show how wonderful my girl crush and her wife are. They are just genuinely good people and they attract good and interesting folks.

The thing that I was just amazed by was that the neighbors ALL showed up, and these people are exactly the kind of people I would want in neighbors - they are caring and giving and honestly, pretty hilarious.

I met one woman (been in the neighborhood for 30 years) who was the mother of two sets of twins AND she welcomed her elderly parents into her home. We spent some time talking about how hard taking care of our elderly parents can get.

I met another woman (been in the neighborhood for 25 years) who brought over her homegrown loofahs and weed - she met GC and wife while walking down the street and offered them a smoke, ha!

And the super cute family down the street brought over their two kids who went crazy over the dogs running around (don’t worry, the kids left before any talk of weed, etc.) and brought a mint plant to add to the garden.

But the WILDEST thing that I learned was that their new house had previously been owned by a MURDERER!!! Now, I can’t give too many details because it would give away the location, etc., but I thought about [Elaine Benes] as soon as I heard the story because she would have totally been into this!

You know I was talking about how wonderful the neighbors are, but this murderer woman, obviously, was not really among the tribe. She’d actually purchased the home from a GOOD neighbor in 2022, somehow ripping this person off (she was super shady), possibly because of the location, because her former boyfriend lives right down the street. This woman was also trying to rent out the house and wasn’t around much…but still used the house as something of a surveillance hub because of the proximity to said ex.

Long story short, she murdered the former boyfriend’s new girlfriend in a fit of jealous rage…and then fled.

I’ve probably given too much away, but DAMN, it blew my mind to know that this woman was in this house for a short period of time.

The amount of sage-ing and clearing out and cleaning up that has been done is insane, because this place emits nothing but good vibes now.

Anyway, good party. I was spent by 10:30 so I said my goodbyes and was finally home and in bed by 11:30.

Up early-ish to go to my volunteer event yesterday which was making sandwich meals for people in need in this city and then off to pick up Martini at C.’s place.

The volunteer thing was nice - it was essentially an assembly line where we made sandwiches, packed baggies full of chips and tangerines, and called it a day in a couple of hours. I had a good time talking with the people around me and it was fast and easy. Boom. Done.

But then picking up the dog was going to be a task I wasn’t looking forward to because I offered to take C.’s suicidal brother to brunch for taking care of Martini. I thought he might say no, but he said yes. He makes me a little anxious, but I told myself to calm down and try to understand this man better.

And as it turns out, we had the best time! Yes, the guy is intense - so in reaction to that, I consciously used a relaxed tone with him. At his suggestion, we walked over to this cafe I’d seen before but never been inside and it was sooo freaking cute! And the food was excellent - we both got crepes and he got a mocha and I got a green tea latte and we talked and talked about how Martini is such an amazing little soul.

I tried to get more information from him about his wife and why they were apart, and he just said that absence makes the heart grow fonder and that he needed some space.

He also mentioned that he’d gotten to the point where he decided that he sometimes just wanted to go to sleep and not wake up. But that things seemed new and different here and that he was enjoying the change. I didn’t dig for more information, but just offered an ear, and I think he appreciated talking with me.

He also told me that there was an artist he knew who was doing custom work in a little shop nearby, so as we were walking back to C.’s place, we went inside and talked with her for a little bit. He really is a caring sweetheart who wants to make friends, etc. He’s just INTENSE.

And I think that my dog is helping him settle down some. He told me as we said goodbye that he’d love it if I bring her over more often, and I told him that I would - especially because I’m going to try to start dating again.

And that is a good segue. I’m actually headed out this morning for a walk and talk with a new Bumble interest and Martini! I told C’s bro that I wouldn’t bring her over today since we are actually going on a dog walk, but I do think that maybe if I end up going to dinners and events that he’ll be a good person to take Martini since they both seem to love each other very much.

On that note, gotta run and get ready. You know what that means - RAD to follow!

xo,
GS


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