I live in the sticks.
Yes, I have neighbors – I can see one of their houses all year and a second house come winter. I can see the yard light from a 3rd most of the year. Most of the neighbors we know by sight, wave when they drive past or head on down to lean on the fence and “jaw a while” if they stop; we know who drives what vehicles. People don’t often stop by… I’m okay with that.
About 11:30 AM today (hence the “That’s right… I did it”) I notice a dark grey, 4-door compact car slow down on the road while I’m sitting on the couch with the laptop waiting for peach jam to finish processing. The car slows more and then turns into the driveway, and pulls all the way up to the garage. I look out the window and see at least three people in the car, none that I recognize and do the first thing that comes to mind when people I don’t know show up in my driveway unexpectedly at 11:30 AM when normal people are at work (says something right there, doesn’t it). I shut the laptop, stashed the photo CDs I was going through, shut off the TV and
ran out of left the living room to hide in less than five seconds.
Turns out my running and hiding was justified… they were Jehovah’s Witnesses coming to save me.
Even the dog got up from where she was lying in front of the fan to move to her kennel in another room; turns out she doesn’t need saving either.