Back in 2001 when we bought our first house (and weren’t married yet), I remember a few things about the previous owner that I had thought strange then.
Once, after CQ had walked over a huge FedEx package that was wrongly delivered to us to their house, she screamed at him for ringing the doorbell and waking up the baby. Then she shut the door to his face. He was stunned but before he could react, she reopened the door and apologized. We laughed about the crazy lady who lived a few houses away.
Before taking over their house, our new one, she gave me a fat binder with “useful info”. Along with appliance manuals, she had a stack of preschool literature from nearby schools. I almost threw it away, wondering why would I keep it.
Then, she and her husband were kind enough to give us a tour of the home’s appliances after we bought their home. At one point, she gushed over the washer and dryer, reminiscing how her husband gave it to her for their anniversary. I felt sorry for her, thinking how sad it was that she received appliances for their anniversary.
On our first day at the house, upon opening the fridge, we found a bottle of champagne left for us.
That was 2001.
We are now on our third house on this block, and when we left that first one, I made sure to leave a good bottle of champagne for the new owners.
Then, in 2006, soon after Teo was born, a FedEx delivery person rang the doorbell. Teo probably would not have woken up from the sound, but he sure did after Chunk of Love started howling. I got very angry with the guy explaining how his ringing caused the crazy dog to bark, causing my baby to wake up. Since 2006 we have had electrical tape covering our doorbell. I have even asked delivery people to not even knock. My parents use their key when they come over so that the dogs don’t bark from the knocking.
Soon after that incident, I found the folder of preschool literature and actually perused it. At first, I laughed to myself thinking how anal my neighbor was. Then, I slowly realized that her written remarks were quite useful and found myself looking into the same schools. We almost sent Miles to the same school, except we ended up choosing Waldorf over Montessori.
So, now it’s 2009. Since Niko was born and both boys started school, I have been doing laundry nonstop. I really wanted a front loader. This week, I took a chance and bought a secondhand Whirlpool Duet Front Loader (thank you, Berkeley Parents Network!). Front loaders use water and detergent more efficiently, and they can do huge loads without blinking an eye. I was giddy from hooking it up by myself and trying a load. Today, I had one part replaced, so while I could’ve probably bought a new one for a couple of hundred dollars more (Home Depot is having a sale!), this one is as good as new (knock on wood) and should last us a long time (knock on a different piece of wood). When CQ came home, I showed him how to do a load, and after pressing the start button and hearing it hum, I started caressing the top of the washer, saying “I loooveee this washer.” That’s when I remembered our old neighbor. Then I recounted the washer story to CQ.
He laughed and said, “Happy anniversary.” It was last week, on the 21st.