From now on, I think I will title all of posts that are about my life in general update; so that if you are not interested in reading it, you can disregard it all together.
Anyway, where do I begin??? Let’s try our living situation…
Well, currently my family and I are trying our best to deal with our riff raff neighbors. Mostly one family in particular who have pretty much do whatever possible for us and others to be miserable on this block. Last week it was so bad, they were throwing food and trash onto our property. (And this past summer after they got out of their inflatable pool they would sit, while still wet, on our glider until they were dry. Creating watermarks on our outside furniture.)
We’ve had just about enough of their crap. So we had enough and called the police. Thankfully the police went over and chatted with the parents because the little cowards high tailed it out of here so they wouldn’t have to answer to the consequences of their actions. Naturally.
The oldest daughter did however come over to apologize. I was pleasantly surprised by that. However the rest of the family are just too cowardly to face what they did to us and the other girl has lowered herself to openly swearing at us, did I mention she’s only 11???
We were close friends at one time. I even babysat for the family, and practically for free because I liked them so much. Though this past summer they were mistreating a poor stray which the girls found and after that none of us wanted to associate with them. So in retaliation for us ignoring them, they think these comments and antics are actually paying us back. No, it’s making us go to the authorities about it. If they had any sense they would realize how classless their actions are.
We’ve wanted to move to the country for a long time. (Probably since I was a little girl I dreamed of a country home.) And I swear if either my sister or I hit a nice book deal, we are out of here. Because if that slum lord will rent to riff raff like that, it’s not about to stop and things will just spiral. A nice house (preferably a log home, but an old farm house will do in a pinch) with tons of land for Daisy to run, and a total of two or three neighbors would be lovely. That way we don’t have to deal with the kind of people we have next door to us.
Believe me they aren’t the first and they won’t be the last. Since we’ve moved it it’s always been a gamble of what kind of neighbors we were going to have. (We live next to a lot of rentals. YAY!) One batch even moved our vehicle to play a practical joke on us. Well, we’ve had enough.
I want three neighbors at most. Land all around us for inspiration. Peace and Quiet!!!!! With much emphasis on all of it!
And if refusing to associate with people who try to trash other’s property, people who mistreat animals, people who cuss neighbors out, people who leave living room furniture out on their front lawn, people who are more interested in having scream/foul language fests over watching their baby makes me a snobby bitch…..then I guess I am. We have standards, it’s too bad they don’t.