I went to my first HOA meeting… and I think I time-traveled to 1400.
This week on Seven Minutes in Evan, I officially entered my mid-30s villain arc: caring about my community, arguing about fences, and almost getting nominated as HOA president against my will. We audit missing HOA money, cosplay medieval peasants, and somehow end up on Shark Week with Michael Phelps racing a CGI shark for custody of his kids.