Busted!

In good news, we bought a house a few weeks ago, so we put our current home back on the market a little over a week ago.  It has been non-stop traffic ever since.  Two or three showings a day.  Which doesn't mean a whole heck of a lot until someone makes an offer.  So, we continue to have to find things to do for an hour or two at a time during the showings.  Earlier this week, we had a showing from 6-7 pm.  I had Middle Child with me, my two other kids were at work, and my husband was coming home from work.  I arrive at 7 pm to find two cars still in our driveway, and the people standing there yakking.

I figured that they were about to leave, so I parked up the street on the opposite side of the road (which would be the legal side, without the fire hydrants), about four houses away from my own, so I could watch and wait for them to leave.  Well, they keep yakking.  And yakking.  This goes on for 20 minutes.  My husband comes and goes, growing tired of waiting, and drives around the block.  I'm sitting there, minding my own business, occasionally texting and talking to Middle Child, when a 20-something comes out of the house across the street where I'm parked.  Note:  I'm ACROSS the street from her house.  And she has a pad of paper and a pencil.

I watch as she goes behind my van and starts copying my license plate number!  I open my door and say, "Are you writing down my license number???"  She informs me that I've been sitting in front of her house too long and that I'm blocking her driveway!  Um, isn't this a public street?  And I'm hardly blocking her driveway if I'm ACROSS the street from her house!

I was so flabbergasted that someone would think I'm a child molester or prowler, that I didn't have much of a retort.  I pointed to my house, with the two cars and the talkers and the For Sale sign, and explained that I was waiting to go back home.  She wasn't apologetic in the least, but just gave me some flippant "Okay" and went back inside her house-with-no-shutters (a post for another day).

I've only had the same van for 12 years, along with a school magnet on the back beside the license plate, and lived in the neighborhood for 22 years.  Yes, I'm very suspicious looking.  My husband said he would have told her to go ahead and call the cops.  They would have gotten a huge chuckle out of someone reporting a neighbor who lives FOUR houses away.  Plus, it would have been yet another humorous item in our local police blotter.