This time of year, we function with as much of the house open as possible. Windows and doors (properly screened, of course) are left as wide as possible to allow for as much cool air as we can manage. In some ways, I really love this. In a house as old as mine, having the windows open really levels out the pressure and humidity. It also keeps the air smelling fresh and clean. The cats love it, because it gives them access to smelling the outside world and getting a closer look at the birds and bugs who live out there.
In other ways, it can get really annoying. Every loud ass noise that pisses me off is even louder with the windows open. The Motherfucker Machine sounds like the Ultramegamotherfucker Machine and the trains sound like they're right in your house. The birds, who like to get into squawking wars, can sometimes be so loud they drown out the television. Absolutely no one in our neighborhood has a concept of not yelling at the top of their lungs when they're outside.
Today something really strange happened. It's one of those things that we were more keenly aware of because of the doors and windows being open. I think we felt a stronger sense of vulnerability because of this as well.
After dinner, my roommate noticed a car was very slowly driving down the street. That is always suspicious. He kept watching the car and realized that someone in it was filming as they drove. Just filming our street and our house. He remarked on it as being odd and I agreed. I don't want people filming us, especially when the door is open and I am sitting by said door.
A little while later, they drove by again, still filming. My roommate walked outside and asked them to stop. They waved in his direction, but didn't stop what they were doing. By the time they drove by a third time, he got their plate number and called the cops.
We saw the police drive by, a couple of cars in fact. We never saw the people who were filming drive by again. Either they got what they needed or the police stopped them and told them to quit being creepy. Either way, I'm glad the whole thing ended. It really wasn't a comfortable situation.
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