So, big social event next week.My next-door neighbor P proposed that we ladies of our building meet for lunch. Of the 12 units, I’ve only heard from three people. (Yes, I say my neighbor is organizing it, but as building rep I’m holding tight to everyone’s email address since it was hard enough to gather that information without jeopardizing their trust by passing it on.)
It’ll be nice to chat with the other three ladies, who I only see in passing, but I’m glad it won’t be one-on-one with my neighbor. After one of our residents committed suicide on the lawn and we were in the chaos of police everywhere and EMTs arriving, she ducked under the police tape to get a better look.