There was a deal at Shoppers last week where photo prints were only $0.10 each if you bought over 50. I usually have a full folder on my computer called “to print” just in case a deal like this comes up. I printed 130 photos, all for scrapbooking purposes. I will have pages to work on all summer probably!
The Shoppers with the digital photo lab is in Wasaga Beach (about 20 minutes from here), so I dropped the photos off in the afternoon and went back in the evening to pick them up. The cashier handed them to me and said: “We’re neighbours”. John then recognized her and said hello and I said hello. We are in fact neighbours. Like 20 feet from door to door neighbours. For a while now. I have waved at her many times from my bike or while on walks, and I’ve even eaten her baked goods at Christmas. But until I picked up my photos twenty minutes away from both of our houses, I didn’t know what she looked like up close and I never actually said a real hello. Funny how that happens.
I never meant to avoid meeting her properly before now, it just never happened. I have a smiling and waving comfort zone when it comes to neighbours. In Toronto I always just smiled and waved at the people I didn’t know in my building, and never actually introduced myself. I even had countless conversations with people in the laundry room, but never said: “What’s your name?” When I lived on the main floor of the house that was three apartments, I didn’t even have a smile and wave relationship with the downstairs neighbours; we never met. Even though we were both there for three years, I have no idea what they looked like. I only met the upstairs neighbour after a year and a half because he bought the house and became the landlord. Funny how that happens.
I’m glad I finally really met my current neighbour. She likes photos too, and she showed me some photos she took of hummingbirds. It’s neat that a photo deal in Wasaga Beach allowed us to meet. Next time, though, I won’t drive so far to say hello. :)
The Shoppers with the digital photo lab is in Wasaga Beach (about 20 minutes from here), so I dropped the photos off in the afternoon and went back in the evening to pick them up. The cashier handed them to me and said: “We’re neighbours”. John then recognized her and said hello and I said hello. We are in fact neighbours. Like 20 feet from door to door neighbours. For a while now. I have waved at her many times from my bike or while on walks, and I’ve even eaten her baked goods at Christmas. But until I picked up my photos twenty minutes away from both of our houses, I didn’t know what she looked like up close and I never actually said a real hello. Funny how that happens.
I never meant to avoid meeting her properly before now, it just never happened. I have a smiling and waving comfort zone when it comes to neighbours. In Toronto I always just smiled and waved at the people I didn’t know in my building, and never actually introduced myself. I even had countless conversations with people in the laundry room, but never said: “What’s your name?” When I lived on the main floor of the house that was three apartments, I didn’t even have a smile and wave relationship with the downstairs neighbours; we never met. Even though we were both there for three years, I have no idea what they looked like. I only met the upstairs neighbour after a year and a half because he bought the house and became the landlord. Funny how that happens.
I’m glad I finally really met my current neighbour. She likes photos too, and she showed me some photos she took of hummingbirds. It’s neat that a photo deal in Wasaga Beach allowed us to meet. Next time, though, I won’t drive so far to say hello. :)
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