My neighbors moved in last October, they are twentysomethings with two kids. Very nice people, always kind, the music is never too loud, the grass is always cut. No problems at all.
I have hardly had a real conversation with them beyond, good morning or how is it going?
The mother came to visit from Florida this month.
We have chatted over the fence (so to speak) for four days now.
She is married and I have no interest at all beyond that. But why do I find it so easy to talk with this woman and not with the people who live within 20 feet of me?
I’m 43 and she is probably around 55.
Where is the nearest senior citizen location? sigh…
oops, I should say that she is not attractive to me at all. I’m just curious about how I have more in common with this woman. We talked about peach trees yesterday. I need to get a life soon.
How do you think I feel? I’m only 26 and get along better with 50 and 60 year olds than people my own age. I really think I should have been born in the 1950’s.
It’s weird though… I also find it easier to get along with people I rarely see instead of someone I see everyday, like a neighbor. I think it’s a combination of not wanting to run out of conversation too quickly with someone I can see everday and not wanting to make a fool out of myself (by saying something stupid…) infront of someone I see everyday.
Don’t worry. You’re not officially old until you get that letter from AARP.
Now I’ve gotten one, I’ve revamped my definition of not officially old until you open the damned thing.