Today is going to be fantastic fucking day. My worst neighbors are moving.

This place was a meth den that got more active within the last 6 months or so and was drawing all kinds of sketchy characters to the block. There's always been barking dogs, junkie fights, uncollectable waste like couches and carpets showing up at the garbage cans and then mouldering for months, and for the last couple weeks a generator running almost non-stop. I've thought they were moving a couple times so I've learned not to get my hopes up, but right now there's a couple junk hauler guys with a full pickup truck and trailer just removing all the bullshit from the house. I think it's really happening.