Neighbors in the house

This Monday morning I was up at around 6:30 a.m. and I felt the need to get a haircut. I've been buzz-cutting my hair for years now and it's been the norm for me to do it first thing in the morning as soon as I wake up. I do this because it is the time of the day when I have the most energy. What was different about today's hair cutting though was that instead of doing this activity in the bedroom bathroom like I normally do, I gathered the necessary tools and headed to the garage.

I went to the garage because I wanted to observe and watch next door while I cut my hair. Since my last post here on Safe Streets Hawaii it has been pretty apparent that there are folks living in the vacant house next door. Every night we see the light go on, but not all the lights, only the lights toward the back of the house in the back bedroom. At times the exterior lights outside the garage will go on for 5 to 10 minutes at a time, but most of the time they're off. Those exterior lights are very bright, so bright in fact that we'll never miss seeing them when they do get turned on.

There was one evening that a truck came by and dropped off a sofa. The person with the truck stuck around for a little while to talk to whoever is living there, a male.

I'm not sure if they have two vehicles or one, but they have at least the one that gets parked outside. The car that is kept outside is a Nissan Maxima, white, and 4-door. It looks like a model from the early 1990's. I'm thinking that they may have another vehicle which they keep in the garage, but I'm not certain.

So, I went outside at about 6:45 a.m. and started cutting my hair. I periodically would glance up to see if there was any activity there at this house, or see if anyone would come outside. I was also listening carefully, I wanted to at least hear some activity there. But, no, there was nothing, not even any sound. The only thing I could hear was folks moving about at the neighbor's that are to my immediate west.

Time went by and it took me close to an hour to finish up my hair cut. All this time I observed nothing but the white Nissan Maxima parked in the driveway. When I was through cleaning up myself and my stuff and started to head back into the house it was 7:40 a.m. 

Some time between then and now (8:45 a.m.), while I'm back in the house, the Maxima left. It's no longer parked in the driveway. I'll keep observing, keep watching, and keep taking notes. I'm curious to see what happens the next time the yard men need to come back, or the bank survey takers come back and make their rounds. What will happen next?