If you see a car slooowly driving through your neighborhood, with a young woman trying to catch a glimpse of the inside of your home, no worries, it's just me!
For as long as I can remember, I have had this fascination with stealing a peak of the inside of peoples homes. Something about the warm inviting glow from a house just draws me in. I'm curious to see what life is like in there. Look, it's not like I'm hiding in the bushes or anything.
Sometimes at night if I'm driving alone I'll take a detour into a neighborhood and just cruise through as I listen to Delilah and unwind after the day. (Is this weird? Be honest.)
I did this on my way home from the gym tonight. I pulled into a secluded 55+ neighborhood I had been curious about for a while. To be honest I'm not 100% sure its a 55+ community, but several factors have led me to this conclusion:
1. The style of the homes seemed 55+ish. I once dated a guy whose parents lived in community like this, and it looked pretty much the same. Like duplexes, two homes connected.
2. There was no on street parking. If you were a visitor you had to park in special designated spots at the end of the street. This was such a pain when I visited my boyfriend. Nothing like parking 3 miles away from the house and walking in the sweltering sun to arrive at your new boyfriends house sweating like a fool.
3. There were a lot of expensive cars and no mini vans or station wagons.
4. All had perfectly manicured lawns, and I mean perfect. Like I bet if I had a ruler all their grass was the same height.
5. I did not see one piece of kids paraphernalia, not a stray bike or shoe
So I spent a few minutes and drove around, and then headed home.
Sometimes when I'm driving and I see a traffic light in the distance I slow down so I can catch the red. As much as I love my family, sometimes it's nice to have those few extra moments to myself. You know, to listen to Delilah and plan my next creeping excursion.