We have these really great windows in our living room. They are big and face a little patio area with pretty flowers. The only bad thing is the windows are old as dirt and trying to open and close them makes me feel like I could hold my own in a strong man competition.
No one in the apartment complex really uses the patio. 99% of the time no one back is there, so basically it’s like we have a little house and that is our backyard. The point is, if for whatever reason I choose not to have clothes on and walk by the window I have little fear anyone will see.
So, this morning in all my glory I went to open the window. Seriously, you’ve really got to put some effort into these windows. I’ve got a good grip, pulling, boobs pressed against the window and who walks by? My nice Christian neighbor.
I jumped back and ran to the bedroom for clothes knowing that I will have to avoid this guy for a week. This is not the first time this poor guy has seen me naked. It happened one other time with the window (I’m a slow learner) and then we’ve also had a bedroom incident.
Our bedroom window is our only window that faces anyone, it’s a very small window that looks on to this neighbors porch. It’s pretty high on the wall so I didn’t think you could see through it from outside.
Shortly after we moved in, he put up this weird blanket half a tent looking thing to block our view. My husband straight out asked him if we did something that made him put up the blanket shield. He said “Oh no, I was cleaning my porch and I didn’t want the dust to go in your window and you kids need your privacy”. I thought this was a little strange to add the last part but whatever.
Fast forward, about a month. The landlord says he’s going to put new windows in both bedrooms and maybe we should put a frosted glass window in the main bedroom. Um, ok. Why? Now, the landlord never said exactly what the neighbor said but apparently the blanket tent shield was not exactly for dust.
I feel bad he keeps seeing me in these situations. He’s nothing but nice to me and never gives any indication that his eyes have seen it all. I know he is super religious and I would guess he believes boobies are for marriage and not for his eyes. I am however grateful that I seem to continually flash him and not some random perv.
Lesson learned though. I’ve had enough embarrassment for this year and from now on will only be seen in long pants and turtlenecks.