Neighborhood

Hello lovelies!

Walking home from the grocery store this afternoon, I ran into my neighbor, Monique. Monique is 94 years young and is a doll. Two Sundays ago, Monique's key got stuck in her door. Neither of us could get it to work, so she came over to my place and we called her insurance company and eventually got a locksmith out. A couple of hours later, she was in. There was climbing through bathroom windows involved with the locksmith securing himself to my towel dryer for safety (it wasn't going to help him much if he'd fallen), but everyone and everything came through relatively unscathed.

A bit later this afternoon, Monique showed up at my door with a beautiful orchid. I told her, of course, that it wasn't necessary, but she insisted. I'm really happy to be able to help her, and I couldn't ask for a better neighbor. From time to time we have an apéro together at one our apartments. She tells me about her travels (she's been all over the world), and we talk about whatever is going on in my life.

On the other side of my apartment is a nice lady named Nana. She's Iranian and has lived in the building about as long as I have. She's currently in pastry school, and three times now I've been the lucky recipient of her test kitchen results. Chocolate cake, raisin bread, and croissants. I'm no expert, but she seems talented to me! 

Maria, who lives upstairs with her boyfriend Lionel, has become a good friend. She is hilarious and loves to come over for afternoon snacks and snuggles with Luigi. I also met my great friend Gaëlle living here.

When I tell people different things about my nice neighbors, they're always so surprised and impressed that we even speak to each other! As for me, I'm really grateful for all the friends I've made in my neighborhood and am so happy that we aren't what too often passes for normal in a big city.

What are you grateful for today?

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