There are 4 empty apartments in the building again. My older friend from downstairs found herself a man and moved. After they fixed her apartment some guy moved in for a couple of months and now he’s moved out. I never even saw him once.
Then Little Miss Thief from the third floor got herself suddenly evicted. Pajama Pants (seriously, that’s what we call him) had her come clean his apartment and naturally she found stuff to steal. Too bad it included checks. LMT’s boyfriend cashed 2 of the checks.
Then the black kid (middle 20’s?) that lived on my floor moved upstairs next to Bruce, in the apartment above my living room. That apartment has had several in and out since they kicked the building owner’s step daughter out. So far I haven’t heard any noise and Bruce is getting along with him just fine. When he lived on this floor I could hear him yelling clear down in the laundry room sometimes. I never did hear him if I was in my apartment though. The lady that lives in my old apartment complained several times about the noise from that kid. He is nice enough, just really, really loud.
Oddly enough, those three apartments are one on top of the other. They’re all on the worst corner of the building for sunlight. It’s an inside corner and none of the windows get direct sun.
The other empty apartment is the 2 bedroom on the first floor. I think that apartment is one that still needs new carpet. I know the couple moved in to that apartment before it was bought by the new owners so they’ll do carpet at least. The couple that lived in that apartment bought a townhouse. Some of the apartments still have carpet from the middle 90s. As longer term residents move out they take the old carpet out and repaint at least before new people move in.
And there will be another empty apartment before long. The drug dealer on 3 is getting evicted finally. Not because he sold heroin to an undercover cop in the parking lot and got arrested. He lost the good job he had and drug dealing apparently isn’t enough to cover the rent. Drug dealer really seriously needs to go. He let a homeless guy stay with him a time or two, and now the homeless guy wants to hang around here all the time trying to get DD to let him in. We chased homeless guy off last night. He had already had the cops called on him once yesterday so the second time he would get arrested for trespassing. He hasn’t been back as far as I know since we ran him off last night.
I think the only person that has lived here longer than me is Bruce. I’m not sure about a lady that lives downstairs. She doesn’t remember for sure when she moved in but I think she was already here when I moved in.
My granddaughter was here over the holiday weekend. She stopped in the office on friday on her way to my mother’s house. Granddaughter said she was going for the Christmas thing and she said the reason my mother gave for not calling and inviting me is they weren’t having turkey so she knew I wouldn’t come.
Ummmmm, no. In all the years I’ve cooked Christmas dinner I’ve never made a turkey dinner. For years and years we had a snack spread so I didn’t have to spend the holiday in the kitchen. It was all made ahead and just put out on fancy plates and in the crockpot and slo-cooker. We had two cheeseballs with a variety of cracker and celery sticks, meatballs, hot wings, lil smokies, deviled eggs, a couple of dips, olives and pickles, pies and lots of snack stuff like fudge and Chex mix. Not once in over 40 years of Christmas dinner have I ever once made turkey. And not only have I never made turkey for Christmas, my mother has been at my house for numerous Christmases and knows damn good and well we don’t have fucking turkey!!
She just doesn’t want to tell people she pissed me off and then wrote a nasty letter and now I won’t apologize.
I don’t think I’ve ever told about this incident when I was staying at my mother’s in 2013. This was just stupid.
She totally worships The Pioneer Woman and really wanted to make these cookies that were made with refrigerator peanut butter cookie dough and Reese’s popables. The little unwrapped ones in the bag. She insisted that the Reese’s were a specialty product and not available where she lives. I told her she would be a lot less likely to find the cookie dough than the candy.
So, sometime later we were in Wal-Mart in the candy aisle. I looked up on the top shelf and what do ya know? Reese’s popables. All I said was “oh look” and pointed at the the top shelf and it pissed her right off. Still makes me giggle when I think about it.
One of the other things that really pissed her off, was when I told her that the English guy she emailed was right when he told her what she called “bbq” and “chili” weren’t bbq or chili. Made her mad as hell when I told her meat cooked in a crockpot with bbq sauce is not in fact bbq. Then we had a discussion about chili. What she makes is a chili soup, with beans and tomatoes. What the English guy was talking about is meat cooked with a whole lot of chilies. Texas Red. What my mother makes is not that.
I think it pisses her off even more that I could actually be right. Or even worse, that I actually know more than she does.
Let’s just say I’m 60 and I’ve known a whole lot of different people in those years and she is by far one of the most clueless people I’ve ever known.
I didn’t realize it had been so long since I posted something.
I think I’m going to lose Danny. He is the new guy I met last year in January. I’ve seen him several times over the last year and a half. He’s been offered a better paying job with a lot less travel and he’s not sure he’ll get to keep this area. I should get to see him one more time in August.
I got my tattoo in November. I’m really happy with it. Andy’s name is not hidden though. He was kind of unhappy about that to start with but after we talked about it, he understood why and he is okay with it. He’ll like it when he sees it though.
There’s a very good chance Andy’s job is going to bring him close in the next 6 months or so. I ran across a web site that had a news release about the job he is currently doing and one of the sites listed is only 5 hours from here. We have our fingers crossed he’ll get to do that job site. He’s been to 3 out of the 6 listed so far.
I have met a fairly local guy. His name is Steve and he farms. He’s really fun to fuck. He’s quite good. And he’s a fun person too. But honestly, a fun fuck is all he’s ever going to be. He’s kind of an ass really. (my guess is that’s why he’s divorced) LOL, it’s amusing mostly because I don’t have to put up with him every day!!! He’ll be here until after Christmas and then he’ll go to Arizona for the winter. I took a vacation the last week of December and that’s when I met him. He hunted me up as soon as he got back in April.
There have been a couple of other guys over the last year. I laughed at one of them. Seriously out loud laughed. I’ll have to tell about that one by its self. One of them is a really sweet guy but he is quite a bit younger. I think there were a couple more but apparently they weren’t memorable.
Work is well, work. I’ve gotten a couple of raises over the last year. I do a lot more now too. I’m the sub for the supervisor when she takes time off. I’ve lost track of how many people have come and gone over the last year. Honestly, if the supervisor wasn’t such a bitch to people, we wouldn’t have nearly the turnover we do. I don’t think she understands just how much the turnovers cost the company. There really are better ways to tell people they aren’t doing something the right way!!!
I am actually going to pay off the washer, dryer, dishwasher and refrigerator I no longer own this year!! Yay me!!
And then there’s SfB. He does his best to hide from me. He actually turns his head and looks the other way if he sees me in traffic!! LOL What a chicken shit piece of shit. He found some fat chick to take him in. He always ranted and raved about how “if you ever get like that, I’ll leave”. The irony. He actually lived across the street from my building most of last summer before he found somebody to take care of his sorry ass. I did get the $200 for storage out of him finally and got all of his shit out of my storage unit. My kid hauled it for him and it took two trips.
Until next time.
I took one of those tests on facebook. It was “what does your taste in music say about you.”
This is what it said about me;
You enjoy edgy, aggressive, and assertive music – all words we would use to describe you as well. Not one for “gentle” or “simple” music, your tastes lean toward music that fulfills certain wants and desires you may have either consciously or subconsciously. Many psychological studies have drawn similarities between individuals who enjoy classical music, and those who enjoy metal/hard rock – all of this research standing true with you. You are reserved and introverted yet extremely intelligent and observant – taking in your environment like a sponge. You have very (and we mean VERY) little patience for ignorance, stupidity, and people who take advantage of the less-fortunate. Above all else, you value controlling your own life and choices – and detest anyone else attempting to make them for you. Independence is key!
And I copied and pasted it to Andy and this is part of what he said,
As far as the Face book test. Actually I think it’s pretty close. Edgy can mean many different things and in your case you are to some extent edgy. Very independent, like to have control of your life choices, and take in your surroundings well.
This may not have been how you saw yourself when you were married but things have changed and I am sure you have. You may have not realized that you did but you’ve made some big changes in your life that maybe overshadowed some of the mental changes you’ve made.
So my mother can’t contact me any other way so she sent me a letter. It was not a letter of apology. It was hate filled. She said I was just being self-centered and vindictive. Okay. So I let several people read the letter that know what’s going on and so far not a single person thinks she’s right. My first cousin (on my father’s side) was floored. Her daughter-in-law was horrified.
I can’t say that I’m totally surprised by it. She’s always been hateful and when she makes somebody mad she turns it around and makes it the person who is mad’s fault. She’s made my sister mad and it was her fault for being mad. She’s made my Aunt mad and it’s her fault for being mad. So now it’s my fault for being mad. As far as I know she’s never apologized for a damn thing in her whole life.
She made her choice and now she can just live with it. The letter sealed it. I’m done with her, and when I’m done, I’m done.
I do know that for the very first time in my whole fucking life somebody thinks of me first. SfB sure as hell never did. He was about as inconsiderate as a person could be. And of course being a woman, the kids and husband always came first, were always considered first. Now my kids are grown and it’s just me. So now, I’m first. But, just putting yourself first isn’t being self-centered. I lived with Mr self-centered and inconsiderate for 22 years. I definitely know the difference.
I faked out the dating web site’s computer and got my phone number to a man that had sent me messages thru the website but wasn’t a paid member. When you’re not a member you can only see subject lines. I can say a whole lot on one line!! So, i paid for one month and sent my phone number to him as words.
I *really* have my fingers crossed this happens.