To our old house.
I was on the phone with my sister, and clearly I was on auto-pilot. The next thing I knew, my headlights hit a For Sale sign and I was completely and totally shocked for about a tenth of a second. I felt like someone had robbed us or something.
And then I realized what I'd done and I blurted out, "Ohmygosh, I just drove up to the old house!"
Considering that the houses are only half a mile apart -- and therefore only the last three or four blocks differ in the route home from the airport -- I'm not that surprised that my tired brain failed me. But we still had a good laugh about it.
I looped around the block and drove over to THE HOUSE WHERE I LIVE, and when I pulled into the neighborhood, I was greeted by this:
So, do I win? Do I have the first neighbors with full-scale Halloween decorations out? IN AUGUST?
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