Dear Neighbors,
Y’all be out here WILDIN’ (as the kids say). That is, if the Next Door app is any indication.
I live a quiet life. I mind my own business. I’m not out trying to be the stereotype of Angry White Woman (i.e., Karen or BBQ Becky).
Some of you are LIVING for the drama. And bringing it.
For example, Laurie and Claralyn woke up and chose violence.
And then there are posts like the following that have me shaking my head, for a variety of reasons.
My guilty pleasure is following the Best of Next Door on Twitter.
I mean, LOOK:
How could I resist?
But in the words of the late, great Rodney King, “Can’t we all get along?”
Despite the inauspicious start, I get along with both my next-door neighbors, and I’m close with about a dozen of you in our neighborhood. And some of you must like me a little as you voted me into a leadership role. I also took on the task of editing the neighborhood newspaper. Because of course I did.
As I have free rein with the paper, I want to start an advice column to help resolve minor conflicts. Like alley clippings. Neighbor friends Kathy and Marlane have agreed to help.
I think it could be fun. Also, it may raise everyone’s self awareness and tolerance.
But probably not. 😬😉
Anyway, I’m just trying to help. No need to get knickers in a twist over Christmas lights and weeds, when there is the VERY REAL problem of holiday creep.
My friend Jude sent me evidence of Valentine’s Day merch in a store on Dec. 27.
THAT’S a problem.
Your neighbor,
Beth
*RIP Bob McGrath.
Observe and report 
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