14 October 2019: 7:40am
Driving in reverse, turn and put car into forward, surprised to see neighbor Kevin with his dog, Max. We have met a few times when walking our dogs on the road. He had once thanked me for driving a Nissan, as he works there.
Our driveway is a sixth of a mile long. This guy walked nearly all the way down it, past two “no trespassing” signs. I figured he was bringing Max to play with Teddy. I rolled down my window, and this conversation ensued:
Me: Good morning! Hello doggo! (reaches to pet Max, the extremely friendly rescue pitbull). Are you coming to visit Teddy?
Kevin: Did you lease that? (pointing at my car)
Me: No, I bought it. It is used, had been a lease before. Are you here to visit Teddy?
K: I don’t even know who lives here! (waves his arms around, indicating our yard, house, woods)
Me: _I_ live here. We’ve met before, this is Max and you’re Keith?
Me: (I nod. Max tries to reach me and scratches my car door.) No, get down.
K: How come no one has memories anymore! (waving his arms again) None of this will be here in 100 years.
Me: It was my husband’s grandmother’s place, we bought it from his father and uncle. My husband, Chris. You’ve met him.
K: How big is it?
Me: 6 acres.
Me: Yes, we wanted to keep it (I meant to say “in the family” but said “open” instead.)
K: For what this place is worth, you could move all this (he points at the house) anywhere you want it.
Me: Ha! THIS IS where we want it.
K: I am looking to invest.
Me: Have a nice day!
K: Good luck.
WEIRD way to start my week.