Barb's Burblings

I should've asked whether the heat was screwy then, too

I was innocently sitting in my apartment this afternoon, proofreading (whee!), when a knock came on the door. It totally threw me off--I wasn't expecting anyone and it's not like people ever just drop by. Turns out it was some people who lived in my building in the 70s. It was a couple and a friend of theirs; they couple had lived in my apartment. They walked in and immediately pointed out where their dog had had puppies. It was kind of cute. They paid $110 a month in rent, which is slightly less than what I pay.

It was kind of neat; I've wanted to drop by the places I used to live to see how they look now.

A bit less fun, though, was when the couple mentioned that they had brought their first child home here; the friend helpfully was all, "And he was conceived in that bedroom!" Um, ew. I don't need to know.