Monday, March 3, 2014

Randomness on a Monday afternoon.

I raise my hand and admit it....I have not been posting about next door lately.  No excuse, just lazy...or working a lot.

Rumson has caught me on several occasions lately.  Most recently he started telling me all about the new program that Crazy Woman is currently on.  If you have a mentally unstable person, be aware the state of Florida is offering home service to treat the cray-cray.  Seems some poor soul comes to the house and shoots her up with drugs once a month.  That's probably why I haven't seen her talking to trees or circling around the cars lately.

What he did tell me however is that DCF was ready to pull his mother (Dead Mama) from the house, because Crazy Woman was physically abusing her.  I'm starting to get a bit of sympathy for Dead Mama.  So tragic her children and extended family.  Rumson tells me that if she had been removed, due to the reverse mortgage, they would have lost the house.  

Is it OK to be both relieved that someone is getting help and not abusing an old woman and likewise sad that a year ago they were not booted out of the house?

I'm having the cat issue again.  Sir MG kitty, who holds court in the cul-de-sac, is once again (in warm weather) wandering over to visit them.  Today it took me a while to track him down for breakfast.  He was next door.  When I call and he hears me, he comes running.  Some unknown male next door...its always a revolving door of people there....yells, "Is that your cat?  I thought it was mine."  I was flabbergasted.   It has been over 2 years since I started feeding him.  I told Rumson and my other next door neighbors that he is ours and we are taking care of him.  Why the hell would someone LIVING IN THE SAME HOUSE not know who the cat belongs too???  I said back, "been mine for over 2 years"  then added, "he likes to visit everyone".

I pay about 40 bucks a month in medicine for the creature, I hope he doesn't just disappear some day because the unknown guy decides to take him someplace else.  Seriously.  I have fought with these people until my hair is gray...over property lines, trash, boundaries and now the cat.  I am hoping that Zillow is right and the house is in 'pre-forclosure'.

Yard man told me a few weeks ago, when he was asking if he could cut down some dead trees in my yard, that they have a broken heater...hence all the fire wood.  No heater/no A/C.  And Rumson is supposed to be an HVAC repairman?  jeesh.  I shudder to think what it must be like in the summer.  Oh and the washer and or dryer must be broke too....laundry is flying on the me, underwear day is not the day to be look out my window.  Of course they do not string it up in their back yard, where it's out of, it waves in the breeze right out my front window and the first thing you see when you drive down the street.  Hello Granny Pannys, nice tidy whiteys y'all.
Just blowing in the wind
Recently one of Ed's co-workers came to the house and commented on the wooded patch in our front yard.  I think "trim the bushes" was the comment.  They don't understand that this is blocking a lot of the view of next door from our house.  I'm trying to make a green fence in our front yard.  It's a slow procedure.  We get new neighbors, I am cleaning out the beds.

My Green Screen

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