I moved into my own apartment a little over a year ago (a tiny tour may be coming in the next week…)
My balcony happens to overlook my neighbors’ backyard. One day last summer it was hot and the AC in my apartment doesn’t do much so I was reading on the balcony. My neighbors happened to be out brewing beer. It was awkward.
Then they invited me over and it was super awkward.
And over the past year I became kind of friends with two of my neighbors. And then actual friends… I think (making friends is hard)
And I learned something. Neighbor-friends are awesome and I am thankful for mine.
Need a cheese grater? Call me, I got your back.
I need a food processor. Luckily you are generous and have one.
I’m supposed to make an apple cake for boss’s day tomorrow (not like actually tomorrow, but at the time it was tomorrow) but am missing an egg and it’s ten at night and in my pj’s, I don’t even need to put shoes on to get one.
My car broke down and I don’t have a way to get to work or I need a ride to church to take kids to camp; you’ll give me a ride, even though you literally can walk to work in like 30 seconds
I made two loaves of breads, a batch of cookies or some cake. I know you’ll enjoy it.
I grew up out in the country, I didn’t really have neighbors and I defiantly didn’t have neighbor-friends. But they are awesome, I am thankful for them and I hope I can be an equally good neighbor-friend.