Dear New Neighbor,
Welcome to the neighborhood! I wanted to take a moment to extend my sincerest apologies for not greeting you properly when you moved in. Unfortunately, I had a bit of a mishap this morning. When I saw you wave, I attempted to respond, but my coffee mug wasn’t sealed correctly, resulting in a rather unfortunate spill all over myself. As I drove past, my exclamation of frustration—“Oh for crying out loud!”—wasn’t aimed at you, although I realize it may have sounded that way. The dog had rolled in something unpleasant earlier, which added to my morning chaos and contributed to my frazzled demeanor.
I felt it necessary to clarify a few things to prevent you from thinking about relocating to the other side of the street or warning your kids to steer clear of us, the “odd” neighbors.
Just last weekend, during a dog walk, I waved at you enthusiastically. However, I noticed your surprised expression in response. It dawned on me later that I was sporting a pink rhinestone-studded tiara—an unexpected choice! My son gifted it to me last Christmas, and I had just unearthed it while unpacking from our move over a year ago. I wore it to make him smile but forgot I had it on while walking the dog. So, yes, I am that woman, albeit not one who typically wears a tiara for such outings.
You may have overheard some rather loud exchanges from our backyard recently. As the mother of three boys aged 7 to 12, things can get a bit wild! I promise I was not seriously contemplating duct-taping my son’s backside to curb his incessant farting. The comment about making him wipe my butt was purely a humorous exaggeration born from frustration. I assure you, I can manage that task independently!
I also want to address the ladder incident. I understand my oldest mentioned you needed to borrow it, but he told you I was occupied with “Mommy’s Naked Time.” To clarify, this is merely my way of ensuring a bit of uninterrupted peace while I indulge in some Candy Crush. Unfortunately, my boys have now coined it that phrase.
I apologize for the scare my youngest gave you this afternoon. He was merely trying to locate me after a chaotic episode involving a “sword fight” with urine, which understandably led to my momentary retreat into the closet for some peace and quiet. I regret if he caused you any alarm that led to a phone call for assistance—definitely not my intention.
In all honesty, I am a friendly and approachable neighbor. I would love to invite you over for dinner soon. I believe our kids will get along fabulously (I’ve already instructed my boys not to use dried dog poop as ammo in their Nerf wars!). I have a well-stocked selection of beverages, including wine, beer, and various spirits.
If you’re interested, let’s set a date to get together! Thank you for your understanding and patience as we navigate this busy household.
Warm regards,
Your New Neighbors
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In summary, this letter serves as an introduction to our household’s delightful chaos and offers clarity on any misunderstandings to ensure your comfort in our community.
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