Last Tuesday’s episode of Glee (yes I’m starting out this blog by referring to Glee. To those non-Glee-fans, don’t worry – Glee is not the ultimate topic of this post. I’m merely using a storyline to draw a comparison), the episode revolved around the ridiculously speedily-planned and executed wedding of Kurt’s dad and Finn’s mom. It really made me think about how strange it would be if you found yourself in a similar situation. And then I realized how similar it is to what is happening next door.
Denis and I live in a basement apartment and to be honest, we don’t pay a lot of attention to what is going on the neighborhood. Our landlord is a somewhat nosy neighbor, but in the best way possible – he finds out what’s going on, but he’ll also do what he can to help you if you’re in a tough situation, give you a hand fixing your car, and he creates a detailed scavenger hunt for the kids at the annual neighborhood barbeque (that he hosts!). It was at this summer BBQ that this story really started to unfold.
We had noticed that there was a woman spending a lot of time with our next-door neighbor, Charlie (name changed to protect the innocent), over the summer. Charlie is a pretty quiet guy, living with his two teenagers in their modest duplex. Obviously we wondered if there was romance budding! Sure enough, they attended the summer BBQ as a couple – which is when we learned that she was the owner and occupant of the other side of Charlie’s duplex.

I was momentarily stunned. The other side of the duplex? Neither of them were new to the neighborhood – they have both lived here for at least as long as we’ve been here – 3 years – how long had they slept on opposite sides of the same wall before meeting and realizing their connection?
Last week we spent some time with our landlord as he tried to convince us to buy a house across the street – keeping the neighborhood populated with the ‘right people’, as he says – and we learned that he bought Charlie’s half of the duplex. Charlie and his girlfriend are now Charlie and his fiance, and they’ve bought a house that is better suited to them and their 4 teenaged children. Her half has been sold to – get this – her ex-husband.
Stories like these make me realize that life is sometimes stranger than fiction!









Yup, that’s Nicole holding a timbit. Also, you can see the edge of my Scrabulous game. I’m winning. Anyway, I like clever marketing like this. It’s possible that she’s seen this ad because she does indeed have a Facebook profile. Not much on it but she has written a few posts on her wall and joined her own support group. Not to be rude but she may want to spellcheck everything she writes as it is nearly illegible.



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