Rants for the day

Thoughts for the Day:

Maybe I should title today's post "Rants for the Day" instead of thoughts. I just can't believe how some people behave. So, we live in a big beautiful house and the people next door are completely ruining it for us. I'm not sure where to start but here, it's a low-income, state-funded rental in which is occupied by a 17 year old girl and 20 year old boy with 2 kids under the age of 2.

Are you starting to see the problem?

They, apparently, do not believe in a garbage can. Normally, their decision on whether or not to put their garbage in a sealed plastic can wouldn't bother me at all but in this case it does. It bothers me because they choose to put their garbage bags on their deck, which eventually get ripped open by some animal causing all of their garbage to be in my yard, along my fence and under my car. We've contacted their landlord, explaining the situation and he's told us he'd take care of it. Well, he hasn't. Today was the last straw for me. I went outside to spray some sealer on the cutest wood hooks I made for Addison and Evie's room and there it was, a used maxi pad. Oh no! I was grossed out, furious and about to blow my top when the 17 year old walked out of her house. I very politely explained to her that I needed her to come over and pick up her garbage out of my yard. She said no, got in her car (kids in tow), lit a cigarette (windows up of course) and drove away with the thousand dollar stereo system pounding in the back. Ugh.

Well, luckily for me my other neighbor, bless his heart, is the Rental Inspector for Mason Shitty...excuse me, City. He happened to be walking his dog on his lunch break and I told him about the constant garbage and the run-in today. Looks like he'll be taking care of it.

Secondly, these people don't work. Okay, I have no problem with people being on government assistance if you are working, trying to make a better life for your family, but just can't make ends meet. Billy and I have been there. When his company went out of business and I was 8 months pregnant we had no choice but for me to go on Medical Assistance while he looked for a job. It was hard and I was really embarrassed but the day he found a new job, I was off. That's how government assistance is supposed to work. Anyway, they come and go all day. The kids are in daycare (govt paid) and they yell and swear at each other all day long. The police have been there 6 times in the last month mostly for girls fighting. I feel like I live in the slums when in reality I pay top dollar for my house.

Seriously, get it together people.