Halloween

has come and gone, and not one trick or treater knocked on the door of chez Genevieve. I even had candy! (which, I suppose, I will have to eat myself.) I'm not quite sure why. Yeah, I live in an apartment building, but there are kids in the building. I know several of them. Yeah, it's a third floor walk up, but there are other apartments you could hit on the way up.

I was thinking the other day that I don't really know my neighbors. Which is a shame, considering. I know Michael, who lives in the apartment directly across from me, and the only other apartment on my floor. I sort of know the couple directly below me. But the ones below me on the first floor? They moved out and I didn't even realize it until the workers came in to fix the place up.

Maybe I should have a get-to-know your neighbors Christmas party. Would that be weird?