I awoke yesterday to a beautiful breezy day. The perfect day to do laundry. I was in a good mood because I like being outside even if it is just to hang laundry. So laundry I did. It was such a good day that it was taking about 2 hours to dry instead of the whole day.
Load after load I was doing and had only taken down 2 of the six I had washed when I walked outside to check on it and found to my horror of horrors my laundry was covered in sawdust!!!
The neighbors far and wide heard my scream of shock and dismay!!!!
I went up to the house that is above, vacant but being worked on and found, they had been cutting wood on the balcony right above my laundry and then sweeping the dust down my way. Over 4 loads of laundry, they were nice and promised to not do so again and to cut down on the ground level but then they ruined my good opinion of them when they said it wasn't bad, all I had to do is shake the laundry to get the wood dust out.
Of course, I had a reply, not a nice one. I did keep my mouth shut but I did inform them that it would be really uncomfortable to wear anything that had any amount of saw dust in or on it. It would be terrible to have that itchy small wood chip in ones unders or shirt or pants.
They were apologetic about it but I still had to do 4 loads of laundry over.
Guess what, I am still doing the loads over and today they aren't drying as fast because there is no wind, the air is colder AND there is more moisture in the air.
Well, I guess that the work will be done by tomorrow or so.
I know you haven't moved in, I know you haven't even looked at the place and it isn't even emptied but I thought I needed to sit down and write this letter to you.
First off, I am sorry that I have a loud voice, I have always had a loud voice, I try to keep it quiet, I try to talk down lower level of sound, but sadly it just carries. I have always been told I have a voice for stage because it carries to the back of the theatre. Just remember when I am talking louder it is because my kids are kids and I am usually hands deep in something and need the kids and they are at the other end of the house or outside.
I also want to tell you that I am a great neighbor to have because I will let you know things you need to know, like for instance, if your garage door is opened I will walk up the stairs and let you know. If you have kids and they do something I think you should know about I will let you know.
I will try and keep the noise down to a minimum and I will be a good neighbor, I would say all the time but I will try my best and that is all I can promise. I hope that you and your family will be good neighbors and kinds and respectful. I hope that you will be a good neighbor. At least be kind and not buttheads. I hope that you won't listen to the dried up person who finds fault with everyone on the earth.
There has been a few deaths around my house recently.
In Oct. the lady across the way's husband died. He was a quiet man and kept to himself. She was personable and now is withdrawn. I try to just give her a friendly hello and wish her well. She has told me that it is my few times of chatting with her that keeps her getting up every day, she always looks forward to seeing me and having a brief chat.
Then Terry died and my wee little Eggo's have been coping with the loss. Her family all contacted me and let me know what her wishes were/are for my boys. They all have my email and are keeping in touch, they want to help out when they get old enough to go to college, and even with BigE now.
Shortly after that we found out that someone I knew from CR passed and his family was shocked as well as mine. I sent off a message to the family and shared with them a few of my good memories about their husband/father/grandfather.
Two days ago, I found out the lady above us passed away. I heard some goings on. E walked out and comment that they were just having some work done.
BigE said he felt like something more was going on so out he went and asked....turns out she passed away. He came in and told me.
I went out immediately and went to talk with her daughters, we were on speaking terms, and give them my condolences. They all made the comment that their mother always chatted to them about my boys and me. She told her daughters that I was a good parent and a good neighbor. She told the family that I was kind to her and watchful.
She said a few other things about us to her family and they were grateful that I stopped by. And glad that I lived up to all that they have seen about me and heard as well. They each in turn gave me a hug.
It is moments like this that help me keep on being who I want to be.
When my end comes I hope that people look back at my life and not remember the bad but the good I have tried to do. Those that I have tried to help will remember fondly and try to be even better than I tried to be.
I never thought that I would have made any impression on the neighbors because I have been struggling to just cope with living in an area that I don't like and it frightens me with the bad that is around, so I try to put out good because it makes me feel better when I am nice. But I never thought that I was being unusual or even memorable to people like those around me.
Now I am off to watch Happenstance. This reminds me that just one kicked pebble or grain of sand or pigeon poo can change the life of even those that I don't have any contact with.
Greetings one and all, how was your last year? Mine was interesting. Loads of kids stuff going on. A few deaths in the area. Loads of hugs from my kids and a great Christmas with my kids and family. A great way to end the last weeks of the year.
This new year should be a different one. On 12 22 2012 life ended as I know it. I am making changes that look to be good this year.
This year has been one of the best Christmas' in the recent years.
The story starts back in November the first week when my BigEGGO left to take a seasonal job. Off he went. I was glad. I see the restlessness in his eyes. I was happy he went, for him. For me it was hard, my oldest, my first child leaving for an indefinite amount of time.
When he left he was told it was 3 weeks worth of work. This turned into 4 then 5 then 6 and then 7. I missed him like crazy. He is the one that was here to go out at night shopping just so I could be safer. A few times I took MidE and once LilE but they are little to no protection. They also aren't adults and have the maturity to go with.
As the time rolled by I started thinking that he would be there till much after the new year. But he missed his computer, his friend down here and family. So he, with my parents, drove back home, in their car. Arriving on Sat.
Sunday, a.m we went and did a few things and in the early afternoon we all went and watched The Hobbit, mine, MidE, and BigE's second time. I should say my family went E refused. He wouldn't do anything with us at all. He sat at home and did whatever he wanted.
Monday, E went to work and my parents came over from their hotel, we made what I grew up with as a traditional breakfast...Sebercakes, scrambled eggs, bacon and something to drink.
Then my mother and I went out and did some running around and last minute things, E came home and we celebrated Christmas gifts at 3.
Christmas morning my parents came over after MidE was dropped off at with his father. We cooked turkey with the fixings and then my mother puttered around my kitchen till 9 or so.
I think this was pushing the time limit I can stand with her, she is one of those people that is ADD and just can't sit still. She was washing and putting things here and there in my kitchen. She just doesn't sit down.
My father and I had a bit of time where I was able to tutor him a bit on his puter as he doesn't really know how to do much. I know he just needs simple instructions as well as a filing system on it but sheesh he keeps letting others on his computer and they keep messing it up.
There was so much crap that he doesn't need because some a**hole told him he needed it. So I cleaned up his computer, changed his filing system so he can have an easier time and well he is good to go.
My parents left this a.m without stopping by. My father made sure that they didn't come back he could tell that I was too stressed to do anything with them today.
They went up and spent lunch with my slightly older bother.
Now they are home, safe and sound. I am decompressing, and getting over the overkill with my parents.
With all of the time with my parents it was a good Christmas.
I think tomorrow my season will be over. This year my parents came down for four days...or five I dont know if the will leave early in the am or if they will stop back by for breakfast... we will see. Back later when I am not so drained of energy
We purchased a smaller tree this year. I brought it in this year and put the ligts on it then let the boys loose. The wee lil eggos did a great job, now I get to put the stuff away.
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