Today, I took a few moments to look around the house at all of the stuff I'd put off "until vacation" that still isn't done. Then, I decided that we should swim again today because that would be far more productive.
The car was fixed with a repair bill totaling $0.00, which put me in a most delightful mood, until my neighbor lady ran out in front of my car while I was driving to tell me that I drive too fast. If you think I drive too fast, is it really a good idea to jump out in front of me while I'm driving? She then explained how she tried to tell me before but I was driving so fast that she couldn't catch up to me. No, I mean it. She really said that. Lady, you could walk about fifty feet and be on my front porch. When I wake up in the morning and there are random dogs and/or horses in my yard, I simply put a note on her car window so as not to disturb her from sleep. I even draw a smiley face on it. I don't go chasing after the dogs and/or horses. That would be...dare I say it? Stupid. Heck, if she can't figure out how to walk to my front door or look up my name in the phone book, there's no way she'll ever find this blog. And from here on out, there will be NO smiley faces on my notes. Just a simple, "Get your f'n horse out of my yard" is all.
I hate feeling negative. This is not me. Is it okay that this upsets me? I am typically a good neighbor; quiet and helpful, but the only time any of my neighbors ever talk to me is to tell me they don't like something we do or something we don't do or, mainly, to talk crap about the other neighbors. Can't we all just pretend we don't see each other? I'm fine with looking the other way at the grocery store but it doesn't work if I'm the only one looking the other way and you're still talking to me.
Okay, hopefully that's the last I'll ever blog about the neighbor sitchy-ation. I'm a good person who might carry a tiny bit of lead in my left shoe. End of the world? Probably not. End of this blog? I say yes.
One, you can't drive fast down that lane unless you want to break an axle and ruin your suspension. Two, ya'll don't bother anyone. It doesn't make sense why they're so persnickity. They have a freakin' RV in their front yard that has questionable noises coming from within occasionally, dogs that attack, and horses that treat your yard as their own. They should look at themselves first before complaining about you.
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