my friends and neighbors

my friends and neighbors

We got this thing in the mail. Actually it was hand-delivered to the mailbox. About keeping our street “Clean and Green”. So I read it and while I agree that trash should be picked up and garbage cans not left on the curb other than trash-day-morning, I also felt a bit critiqued. Who can say anything about maintenance? So our porch is falling off and the wood to repair it is stacked there waiting. And yes, I agree, it does somewhat take away from the simple beauty of our house’s facade. (I love my house). But we don’t have the money right now to finish the job. Just like I know my neighbors down the street don’t have the money to repair the window that is covered with cardboard. And my other neighbors, well, their garbage cans are on the street all day b/c they are getting cancer treatments and the cans stay out until I get home from work to bring them in, when I bring in my own.

Anyway, there’s a meeting on Sunday at a house down the street. And I was planning to go and then I realize that it is being held at the home of the neighboir who has been sending me salacious disgusting texts about how hard he gets when he thinks of me and other unwelcome things. It’s actually one of the reasons I got a new number when I got a new phone. So I don’t think I’ll go to the meeting.

But I will pick up all the trash.

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About anotherwisefinenight

things about me: I am painfully shy sometimes. I love my son more than I thought was possible, and my husband just as much. Both of them drive me batshit crazy sometimes. And that's not a long trip. I work hard, but love my boss. I do not discuss religion or politics. I have many acquaintances, and a few precious, pricelss friends. I've been dressing in thrift since 9th grade, it's not cool, it's necessity. I am faithful and pray every day but have missed going to church for a year of Sundays. I love my dogs. I don't sleep much.

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