You’re welcome. We read until I couldn’t stay awake any longer, and then I napped, but it looks like not much happened here in that time.
Now I have to go to the Food Lion and the gas station.
I’ve been watching a thing here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0KG74s4DnRw
It is rather chilling, considering Today’s events...
(Slap me if I get too political!)
When I came home this morning (I left after 1500 yesterday) at 0415, the car that had been parked beside me when I left was parked in “my” spot. I wrote him a letter this morning, referring to the fact that 1) newbies allow oldbies to have whatever space they want, and 2) for a pastor-preacher-reverend, he is not being very Christ-like.
Perhaps this comes across as petty, but there are days, because of CFIDS, that it’s all I can do to drive where I need to go, and by the time I return, any extra steps are often more than I can handle safely. It usually means a relapse, either from the physical or the emotional aspect. Either way, it’s not healthy for me.
Because I have no ink in the printer, yet, I can’t print the letter, but from what I know of the residents in this cul-de-sac, none of them are happy with him. He seems rather vindictive and mean, (yesterday as an example) and no one wants to be nice to him.
Since there is no assigned parking, we are on our own, but there IS an unwritten law that those who have been here longer get the choice of parking spaces. My 7.5 years trumps his 7.5 months.
And then there are the caregivers who park in spots reserved for residents because there is no sign designating this as residential parking only. There are two lots on the circle that designate them as resident parking, but none here. My neighbor gets frothy at the mouth over this! Me? Not so much...they don’t know any better.
(Geeze! Whodathunk that old folks who are set in their ways get testy about minor things???)