I don't think this post will make much sense or come to any conclusions, but they do fascinate me.
Who are "they?" My across the street neighbors.
Little background. Since I work at home and glued to the computer screen for 8 hours, hubby "insists" that I have at least a window to look outside of instead of just looking at 4 bare walls. Every house we looked at we would consider where I would set up my work station which is just basically a computer desk with a computer on it; not too much needed.
It got so bad that our realtor would look at houses and herself comment where I would work and some houses were eliminated because there just wasn't a good work area for me.
I hit the jackpot here. The way the rooms are lined up (yes I still need to take pictures), the front room actually is the best room for my work station and printer, file cabinet, etc., so we call in the "office room." (Brilliant name for it, don't you think?)
My work station faces right out the front window so I see all the gatherings of the house across the street and a little to the house left of them, my right, and I know things about that house, but I'll save that for another day.
The people across the street are a Hispanic family (nothing against them, just for reference sake). I think there may be 3 generations living there, mom/dad, daughter and daughter's daughter. That's what I've put together with who leaves together and comes back together. Daughter's daughter is school age, I'm thinking 4th/5th grade.
The menfolk are gardeners. When I say menfolk, I mean there are other men that don't live there, but show up in the mornings and gather things together and start out on their day's work. They start showing up at about 6:15 a.m. and oftentimes don't come back until after 6:30 p.m. I figure they must have a business and everyone works for the business and group at this house to get equipment, ride together, etc. They are masterful in parking their cars/trucks of the workers in the driveway or under their carports and then have things moved around by the end of the day in order to go home.
You might think I'm spying on them, and really I'm not (maybe just a little) but I'm on the computer that early because hubby leaves for work around 6:30 a.m. I don't start my workday until 9:30 a.m. and finish up at 6 p.m.
Throughout the day I see the comings and goings of the ladyfolk (I don't think that's a word, spell checker doesn't like it). The older lady there goes to work about 6:40 a.m. and comes home around 2:20 p.m. She is wearing a shirt, slacks, and an apron. The daughter comes and goes at erratic schedules and I think last week she was going on job interviews because I saw her more dressed up than normal for a few days. The younger daughter (or her daughter, like I said, I'm still trying to piece this together) leaves for school around 7:15 and gets home varying times as the schedule changes throughout the week. Rarely will she walk to school but I've seen her walk home a couple of times.
The menfolk are hard workers. They oftentimes work Saturdays and sometimes Sundays. They have the only green grass on our block and water it daily (and cut it weekly). They also have a pool in their backyard (I saw the pool cleaning guy come by a few times).
Do you think I'm stalking them? Honestly I'm not. Its just I'm "chained" to the computer for that work schedule and the window happens to just be right by my work station. Only thing we did wrong. My monitor is right smack in the middle of the view across the way so sometimes I have to lean to the right or the left as I check them out.
Okay, so maybe I am a bit stalking them.
And again, they fascinate me.
For whatever reason, I don't know.
Maybe its because I'm stuck to the computer desk 8 hours out of a day with just a front window to give me a little diversion.