Ok, I have lived in a housing track for 10 years. And I have the next door neighbors who come over and ask me for a glass of milk, a cup of sugar, an egg, etc... For a while they were coming so often I felt like their unpaid personal shopper. At first I was just trying to be neighborly, but tonight I told them when they rang the door bell at 9:30 at night I did not have any milk. I feel guilty. What is up with my quilt feeling. I have never asked them for anything, and never plan to.