Oh, okay, next year I can get a season pass to the pool for $87. There are only like 4 front doors closer to that pool than mine. (Might actually be back doors, though – on the south side there are houses with backyard gates opening directly into the park.)
It’s not just that you don’t see students walking down the woodchip path to/from school in the summer, you don’t see moms pushing strollers to the park as much.
…or maybe my neighborhood turned over to a lot of young families in the last few years and their first kids are past stroller age now (the one next door is!)
Alright, waited to see it wasn’t gonna be too hot, then put out a yard and a half of topsoil, then went to the pool and now pleasantly water-worn. I was happy to move close to this park as an amenity, now that I’m happy being shirtless in crowds of strangers should make a regular thing of it.
In the last two weeks talked to three neighbors who were here before me and even one who showed up after who seemed earnestly surprised that the neighborhood was getting nice and young people were showing up, making me realize it was not in fact universal knowledge that this would happen a decade after I bought Karafuto
Sure enough, with the anxiety at normal I have an assessment of neighborhood future hitting between the golden glory I do at zero anxiety and the miserable outcomes with the anxiety disorder, that the neighborhood continues to develop but none of it is particularly for me and when I examine that – “Why are you scoffing at this restaurant for 35-year-old yuppies? You’re 45 and rich. What do you want? What do you want?” dont really have a sense of what would be, at least I have a house I can walk to a few places to eat from that’s appreciated well – in a way swamped by everything else I inherit – but honestly if that’s my criteria I should maybe go somewhere with taller buildings
