There's No Place Like Home

I came home from work at about 9pm. Grabbed a beer, cuddled the hubby, watched some FUTBOL...played on Facebook. Then the hubby went to bed and I of course, right off work, was WIDE AWAKE. So, I popped an oft watched movie in the DVD player hoping to be bored to sleep. FAIL. So I poured myself a glass of pinot and went out back to sit on my patio and chill.

I heard a drip. A drip, drip, drip. Not a normal one and here it is now.....12:30 AM. The sound was so annoying I opened the garage door and sought it out. Seems the guy who lives diagonally across from me in the back is leaking. The water is coming from above his garage...which means kitchen or bathroom. So.....not knowing what to do, I kinda walked around and found one neighbor who's lights were still on and asked then how to turn off the water. She was gracious and helped me out. We shut his water off, not that that will help as he is clearly out of town, all his windows are closed and it's hot as hell. It will be UGLY in his house. Had he left me a key.....

Sad thing is....I have lived here for 4 years and until tonight, did not know the name of the man who lives in a town home only 15 feet from my back door. Sad.

So I hope everything is OK. But who knows. I don't even know the guy. Yet we live just one garage away. One thing that is lacking so much today in America is community. Caring for your neighbor. I miss that. We should all miss that.