We live on the ground floor of a house that's divided into two apartments. Our landlords live on the upper two floors. They're very cool, the type of couple whom if I'd met them at a party I would make an effort to keep in touch with them. Amazingly, we rarely see them. But we hear them all the time. Not in a negative way, mind. I'm sure they hear us and smell us (since we share the same entrance foyer) and we do the basic courtesies like hold the mail when one household is traveling. It just seems weird to live so closely together and our relationship is determined by a financial transaction whereas we could've actually been friends under other circumstances. Funnily enough, I'll probably end up asking the husband about some work-related issues, as our advocacy program is moving into an area that happens to be his expertise.
I ended up ordering Verizon for DSL at home. It was pretty reasonable. $32/month + $50 for the router. It'll be great to have internet access at home again. Sure, it's nice that the staff at Ebenezer's Coffehouse recognizes us, but it's just not the same for us homebodies.