What’s in a zip code? Everything (especially for shallow folks like me).
Since moving to Nashville, I longed to claim residence on the posh West side. After searching for a place to call home a few years ago on a very strict budget, I fell in love with a little duplex in the highly coveted area. And the two top selling points – the fancy zip code and the fact that it was two miles away from my own personal Cheers (that delivers food to my front door, might I add) – a classy lady like yours truly has standards, you know. So in a leap of faith and in hopes with my fingers, toes and legs crossed that I could always make rent, I went for it.
Now I currently live in the 90210 of Nashville. Oh, snap!
How does one live only a few miles away from this house and keep it classy?
Well, I don’t. There’s not much class (not surprised are you?) in my neck of the ‘hood (which is more Skid Row than Beverly Hills – but I STILL HAVE THAT DAMN ZIP CODE!) Especially with the help of my neighbor.
When you pull into my drive and park your vehicle, this is the view of my neighbor’s gorgeous shed that might literally blow down if someone came by and huffed and puffed.
My neighbor can also grow mushrooms (that stand out like eye sores next to our crew a few miles over with their pristine yards) in our lawn like he’s Papa Smurf.
I tried to spruce up our joint yard by adding an outside porch wing to my mini manse. Click here to read about the building ordeal.
And after all of my efforts, this happened….
And then another storm blew through, further trashing up the joint…
And now, I’m adding to the lovely trashiness with my now ultra unfabulous umbrella.
I’ve even managed to grow mold with my green thumb on top of my snazzy shade protector.
But nothing quite tops what I came home to yesterday (on my neighbor’s side of the yard, FYI). A couch. In case you get tired while you’re driving by and want to stop, lay down and take a nap. Hell, I might even bring out a Skinny Pirate for you.
Keepin’ it classy in the 90210 of Nashville ‘hood. Someone’s gotta do it.
CBXB