Yesterday I was outside weeding and mulching in the front yard. The neighbor arrived home and got out of his car and complimented me on my work. He said it was looking really good. Then he told me sarcastically that I was really going to ‘love’ those cottonwood trees. Then I said, uh, we moved here in May of last year…so we remember the snow-like cotton fall that was going on when we were moving in. Anyhow. Then he asked me if I was into basketball. Uh, no. Then he started blabbing on about some team he liked and that the games don’t come on til 10pm. ok… Well just when I thought it hadn’t gotten awkward enough, he decided to start taking down the christmas lights he had on his bushes…yeah it is May. I know it’s tragic. Had he not noticed those were there. Thank god I ran out of mulch…so I ran away and didn’t come back for awhile. I sooo never have anything in common with most people, and I’d really just rather not deal with them.