Building our new house is very exciting for me, but I know that not all of my neighbors may share my enthusiasm in the construction process.
For one, there are trucks and workmen on the street most days, along with extra mud when it rains and extra noise.
I didn't want everyone on the street to dislike me before I even had a chance to move in, so I came up with a plan, a plan to introduce myself and hopefully sow some good will up front. I don't know
about you, but when I think of introducing myself, I think cookies. You too? See, that's why we are simpatico If you didn't think cookies, it's okay, you probably like to eat them any way, and that works for me.
I whipped up 10 pounds of walnut fudge, and added some cookies to the mix. I found some adorable and affordable pastry boxes at World Market that will work well for packaging.
For the label, I used a fab graphic from the Graphics Fairy. I had a hard time deciding which one to use, but this one really popped out at me. Just like people have a hard time being mad at a cute puppy for tinkling on the carpet, I thought, who could be irritated with a bit of mud in the street, when there are cookies and fudge to eat?
Here's the graphic I used. I also added our phone number and email address. I want to be sure they can reach me if they need to. If a truck is blocking a driveway, I would prefer that they call me before they call a tow truck.
As I assembled the boxes I remembered to include a box for my builder. He's doing a great job, and I want him to know I notice and appreciate his efforts.
P.S. I delivered the cookie boxes and met 3 more of my new neighbors! They are so friendly, I know we are going to get along so well. We've already been invited over for game night across the street!
P. P. S. Yes, there's a post-post script, here. The rest of the story is that there was someone on our street looking for a car to break into a few weeks ago. Some vigilant neighbors saw the suspect and called the police. As the police pursued him, he jumped into an open window of our new house. An officer went in after him, and the bad guy was taken into custody from there. A neighbor gave the police our number so they could contact us about the case. They used the phone number from my little card. So see? It already came in handy. I just had no idea my first phone call would be from the police. :o
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