No More Walking Through the Kitchen in our Underwear

We have new neighbors! A while back, I mentioned that the vacant 1840s house next door was up for sale. This weekend, Darwin (the only one who ventures outdoors, since I'm usually up to my ears in skankiness on the weekends) met our new neighbors-to-be, who were at the house getting a home inspection. Darwin says they're very nice, and they report that the house is structurally solid - just needs some cosmetic stuff. So that's good news. It's a lovely place.





Hurray! More old-house-lover neighbors! And they're Tuscaloosa commuters, like us.