Busy Body, That's your name
You leave in a one-room apartment, a flat, boys-quarters, Bungalow. Your husband wakes up every morning looking for what to eat and how to feed the family.
You go from house to house, with your wrapper tied around your waist with your bathroom slippers, going from one house to the other greeting everyone. You are the street encyclopedia, the community map. The only google assists that know what each house is cooking for breakfast and what they are having for dinner.
You are the only one who knows the solution to every household issue, you are the one who tells every activity that goes on in the environment. You can tell when someone went to the bathroom, you can tell when there is a lady in a bachelors room.