Oh, wait. That's not how the saying goes, is it? Well it should be.
I'm in a mood. Can you tell?
Neighbors have sucked extra recently. One neighbor has ridiculously loud music. Most often it is also inappropriate for anyone, let alone my children (or their children, for that matter). Another neighbor has a dog that bark-howls incessantly. I've never wanted to injure an animal. I still don't. But I won't even tell you what my brain processes regarding the owners. And still another neighbor with their obnoxiously loud party guests. That one also comes with the lovely aroma of marijuana. Add to this the myriad of drivers who insist on having their subwoofers blare the bass so loud everyone can feel it as they drive by.
What happened to people? I mean, loud music has always been an annoyance peppered throughout my life but now it's a daily occurance. There is no escaping it. We even have double paned windows!
Where did common decency run off to? I know society has always been a bit me-focused (thanks humanity), but these days it's seems so blatant and paired with a middle finger waving at everyone.
What happened to me? When did my ability to tolerate this crappy behavior disappear? I'd wager about the time I had children and lost the ability to sleep. Not to mention a legit diagnosis of PTSD is a serious factor.
Add all of the above to the fact that my husband is currently laid up (down, really) with the flu. I've never seem him so sick. My cancer kid tested positive for Flu A, I don't know what strain and I don't care, that landed him in the ER a few days ago - because, you know, protocol. I've been sleeping on the couch for the last five days trying to let husband get best rest and to protect me from a different strain of flu than I had just after Christmas. I still have another child who needs me... chores to be done... a house to manage... bills to pay... meals to make... jobs to do...
and I'm supposed to remember to move my car to the other side of the street because it's street sweeping day? Holy hell!
By the way, I didn't remember to move my car.
Yep, that's gonna cost me $63.
I really, really, REALLY want to write a letter with my check that tells the county to "suck eggs". Why? Simple, because they won't come if I call for any of the nuisances above - they call them "trivial", but by golly they will certainly ticket your car if it's left out even ten minutes after the posted time... regardless of if the sweeper is actually IN your neighborhood.