***Warning, there is adult language in this post, so cover the kiddo's eyes***
Well according to her anyway. She called me all sorts of things today .... she called me a bitch, she called me disrespectful, she called me irresponsible... she called me a lair ... she called me the worst neighbor in the world..... THE WORLD.......
Apparently I need to come with a warning label... A disclaimer...
Everyone has their moments, and boy did I have one today ....
Lets back up a little.... just a smidgen...
A little over a week ago, Noah was outside riding his bike by himself, I was inside making phone calls, dealing with the babies... and whatever else. He came inside just C R Y I N G ..... he fell off his bike, had a little road rash under his nose, and scraped up his elbow, and bruised his knee...
Well, I was trying to clean him up and stuff, asking Cal to get a washcloth or whatnot... and I hear wrapping on .. like ... a window. I was like "what was that?" ... no one knew... finally a minute later, I hear a "it's your neighbor" and then she says "I just wanted to make sure that he's okay" ...
HUH???
Insert SHOCK here!?!
So I opened up the patio door, told her to come in... and she was talking .. she just wanted to make sure he was okay, he took a bad fall, etc ... I was like WOW ... she does have a nice bone in her body. Then she goes on to tell me how the night before someone tried to break into their place, and how there were hand prints on her window and how someone tried to break in cuz there were marks, and they called the cops.
Which is funny, because the night before, our place had been completely unlocked.......
So nothing happens for awhile.
And then Cal took the garbage out the other day again before 11am... and when we went outside to go to some appointments... ALL of the garbage cans were moved. Her three and my three.
BY GEORGE! She touched our garage cans! Let me call the cops!?!? She probably would. I actually laughed about it and realized it probably was a good idea, I haven't moved them, but I was thinking there was NO point in her cans being over there, that hers could go back over against her place because she would only be dealing with them when she's awake anyway (or her husband would) ... But I didn't move them.
Today, Calahan did..... apparently when he took the garbage out, he had a hard time getting around something and moved her one can back over to her place. Mind you, I didn't even wake Calahan up until after 10am. So he takes it out and decided to take it upon himself to move her can over and he heard her yell "what the hell" or something and he just ignored her, he said. So awhile later, Dennis, Me, the babies, and Ashley are getting ready to go grocery shopping and we file out in pairs. Apparently, when Ashley got out there with Nathan, the neighbor said something to her, about the garbage and not touching her cans, or something to that effect. So she starts yelling "Which one is OURS cuz who knows" and other stuff... she had brought garbage out from her room. Well, then the neighbor rounds the corner off her porch into the driveway and she starts in on me. Total attitude. "I would appreciate it if you wouldn't touch my garbage cans" and I don't even know what else she really said as I only caught bits and pieces.
Now, I'm standing in the driveway infront of the garage, right by our car. Dennis is getting Nathan in the car, and Kaedyn and Ashley are already in there. So I go to tell her that when Calahan came in and told me what he did, with her cans, I had told him that wasn't the right thing to do. That he should have left them alone. And he got in some trouble today, so he got punished (extra chores) ... but as I'm trying to tell her this, she yells at me "LET ME TALK" and continues on, and when I try to tell her again ... she starts screaming at me and she's got to talk over me... which means I'm yelling because she is yelling ... because I'm trying to be heard ... she obviously isn't going to let me get a word in because every time I tried to talk, she was screaming at me.
She crosses the driveway and she's a foot away from me... screaming at me as I'm screaming at her... and at one point, she yells "GET OUT OF MY FACE" and I yelled back at her... "I HAVEN'T MOVED, YOU HAVE!"
She blames us for her water getting turned off that day ... again, it wasn't us!
1: her husband said that it stopped working at a time where the babies were laying down and the rest of the family was gathered in the living room well into a family movie!
2: She herself has said people wander around our yard, we caught a couple of teens having sex on our dock in the middle of the DAY ... someone could have wandered into the yard and just decided to turn the water off because it's RIGHT THERE OUT IN THE OPEN ... but it wasn't US! And we sure as hell didn't do it on purpose like she claims!
But we did, according to her. We are harassing her! Every day she gets woken up because we are YELLING in the walk way, or making noise and it wakes her up. I told her it wasn't OUR responsibility that she get sleep and to invest in some EARPLUGS .... plus like I've stated before, I consciously make an effort to keep the kids quite and such. But I can only control myself! I can't control a baby for making an outburst, or crying, or having some involuntary issue like coughing or sneezing!! But of course, I can't say all that because she's SCREAMING AT ME AND WILL NOT LISTEN TO ME...... I can't control other people who come over here. I can only control myself, and try to control my family. She's telling me how we are the worst most disrespectful neighbors she's ever seen ... and that the old lady who use to live here...... I'm like... "Are you serious... you are going to compare one old lady to a family of 7?" So I said... "You didn't even give us a chance! You were calling and complaining about us before we even moved in. The first day we were here, you said 'I hate F***ing KIDS!' and had already FORMED your opinion of us!" We weren't even given a chance. Then when we moved in and the whole garage situation ... and she says "You took stuff from my CHILDHOOD and put it in DIRT" ... I said "DID NOT" ... I took an EMPTY SUITCASE and put it BESIDE the dirt under the shelves she was told she could use, which btw she was only told she could us ONE of not the whole wall of shelves... which she IS ...
She said "I talked to you about the garbage cans and moving them..." And I said "YOU DID NOT, YOU NEVER talked to me about moving the garbage cans, you just moved them, and I didn't move them back because I realized why you moved them and have no intention of moving them back"
At one point she flipped me the bird and turned around and started walking back... I thought, and yet I'm immature!
At another point she screams "YOU ARE IMPOSSIBLE" and I yelled "THANK YOU!" and she turned around with a drop dead look of fury!
I was shaking ... SERIOUSLY visible shaking!! I don't do well with confrontation, and before I would have completely backed down into feeling like I wanted to roll into a ball and hide. But I stood toe to toe with her and I'm kinda proud of that.
The whole ten minutes of screaming BITCH FEST it was just the same crap over and over....... she blames us for everything, and NOTHING is her fault. We're harassing her, and she's trying to be nice by leaving us notes and stuff saying what we can and cannot do. Well she didn't say that .. she just said "nice notes" ... she was leaving me nice notes..... her version of nice is pretty warped, IMO, because she is clearly saying my family can't do stuff when we live here too.
Her husband came out at the end, in a robe ... and a coffee mud.... I wonder if he was hoping for some jello wrestling at some point.
Oh yes, and she tries to be quite at night because she realizes we have kids sleeping and such, so she doesn't understand why we can't extend the same respect to her. But yet, she doesn't understand that we ARE.
I just can't take this anymore. She's only hear until October something and I seriously, at this point, would rather just move again!
Then the manager *J* comes over ... (cuz *CJ* & *L* have pretty much washed their hands of her) and askes us if we are willing to have a sit down with them on Sunday at 1 ......
Oooooh gawd...... that is going to be interesting!
Oh yeah, I forgot .. our *friend* manages the place ... I said she's not my friend... I didn't correct her and say she's my Mom's friend..... and she goes "fine FAMILY" ... anyway ... she claims we got this place because we know the people who manage it on a personal level and so we can get away with EVERYTHING......
