Gossip Folks

I had a downstairs neighbor that I thought was pretty cool… until she moved out and the truth showed it’s ugly stupid face.  For the story, I will call her Georgia (or GA).  She was one of those roamin gnomes…. and had a pack of friends that were pretty transient.  I didn’t think much of it, they weren’t loud or anything, and after a few weeks, her friends would move on.

We were both gardening, I’m still pretty new at it, I KIND of started last year, but got a little more into it this year, made a raised box and everything, but by no means a professional.  GA had one too, in front of mine as well as Kale and Basil in another section of the yard.

I would water, usually in the morning, until she told me doing that would burn the roots in the summer (I have YET to find any gardening article that would support that argument), and her friends tended to flick their used cigarette butts into my garden (one burned through one of the leaves of my plants 😦 ).  I was usually the one that mowed the lawn and stuff (because I like doing that kind of thing), so I would water when I was doing that.  I didn’t think anything of it.  Once she mentioned the burning roots thing, I then changed and watered after my work shift (8:00pm).

She had a dog too, a pit mix of some kind that I rarely saw get walked and was very protective of the porch.  She bit my boyfriend once, right through the pants and even broke skin (no blood, but still, wth).  He didn’t call Animal Control because we didn’t want the dog to pay for the owner’s mistake of not having her leased up.

I thought we were going to be friends, honestly.  But after a while, her friends got a bit overwhelming.  Having about 8 transients sleeping on your porch every night and having the 4 recycle bins constantly filled with budweiser 40 oz bottles gets old fast.  But you know, no one’s perfect.

Well, she and her boyfriend moved out this month, and it wasn’t until my neighbor below and we started talking that we realized, she was starting gossip about all of us, for no reason whatsoever.  What would make someone so miserable that they find the need to talk about people they barely know, then smile in their face like nothing’s wrong the next minute?  It wasn’t just us, it was EVERYONE, basically, whoever wasn’t in the area at the time.

It made me so mad (I’m still a bit perturbed about it now, actually).  I don’t even understand what she was trying to accomplish.  I let this chick use our internet for free the entire time she was here, too!

I guess I should just be happy that she’s out of our lives… but “why” still kind of eats away at me.  I know that people are going to talk about people, it’s human nature, but the things she said were hurtful, not to mention inaccurate.  Is it low self esteem?  Is it a genetic malfunction?  I guess I’m not meant to understand it, but it still bothers the pickles out of me.



This morning around 5:30, our neighbor downstairs was apparently smoking because I smelled it in the bedroom.  One of the disadvantages of not owning your own home (that and not being able to Zumba w/o sounding like a herd of rabid elephants to the people below me).  Fortunately for me, my boyfriend came into the room to kiss me goodbye while he was leaving for work, and instantly, the room was filled with his sweet deliciousness and all was well with the world again.

I went to my first real yoga class today, it was fantastic.  Forrest Inspired, so the room was nice and warm (around 80°).  There were a few warrior poses that were really hard to hold, but I really loved the planks and pigeon poses (but I think I need to work on that a bit more, because it still felt kind of awkward).
For the last few weeks I was feeling a bit run down and worn out, but I think I’m getting my second wind.  I’m pretty sure it’s the running. Every time I run, I feel really energetic, but I tend to be a bit leery when I run because my hip muscles have been hurting.

We have new neighbors above and below us… I haven’t met the person in the efficiency yet, though they have hung some interesting sheets in the windows for curtains.  Not sure if it’s male or female or if it’s more than one person (previous neighbors were a couple with a dog in an EFFICIENCY… I’d probably end up being a serial killer if my quarters were that scrunched).  We have 2 females above us, one of them is about 5’3 and from her accent, I’d say she’s Australian… she loves the word “Brilliant!”  I like when she says it, because she sounds like she means it.  They have a little dog, kind of Shih Tzu-ish?  It’s not a barker, so it’s ok in my book.

We’re almost done redoing the living room!!  We got some bamboo blinds which really darken the room when we watch movies or play games, I love them! So the only things we have left are tiling and painting the fireplace, getting a fireplace screen and putting the cat’s food and water in the fireplace (to keep it away from the puppy when we get him), curtains for the bay window and getting a dining room table and 4 chairs…. then it’s onto the next project (I’m hoping it’s the hallway next, but it may be the main bedroom.).

This weekend, by bf is going to buy me some warmer running gear.  I love that he encourages my running, it makes me want to do it even more, if that’s even possible.  I’d like to go to the 8 am yoga class on Saturday and clean up our horrendously overgrown back yard… I’m guessing that’ll take a few hours 😦  Then we may get massages!! I’ve never had a professional massage, so I’m kind of excited about that.  I’ve had a lot of firsts lately!
If this is what fall’s going to be like, I’m actually looking forward to it.  Boots, soup, cocoa AND energy?  Could it be possible?!


the future for my boy

So my boyfriend (I really need to find a new word that doesn’t sound so high school… life partner?  hahaha) and I walk a lot.  We love walking, it’s good for you and it’s enjoyable.  And I like when we just start talking about stuff, mostly life and how we’re feeling and the like… it’s nice, and helps me get things out of my brain.

This weekend, I brought up my son.
He comes up a lot, because I guess I’m worried about him and I have a lot of things that I feel I should have done in the past that I didn’t, and I guess that I have always wished to get a do-over.

As I stated in my post before, I wanted him to move up here with me to finish his school,  so I can help him.  Well, that didn’t come to fruition.  Mostly, because he and his father didn’t finish the paper work to do the transfer, but mostly, I think that it’s hard for him to leave his current life behind.  I can understand that.  But I still kind of wish he came up here anyway.

But in our walk & talk (ha!), I guess we came up with the conclusion that it’s for the best.  He’s currently in school (he goes into the school, but does online classes), and he seems to like it and he’s not getting into any problems.  I have to come to the reality that I can’t turn back the clock and undo what has happened.

I wish I would have pushed his father harder for visitation.

I wish I would have been more of a presence for him so he knew I was there for him.

I wish I knew him like the back of my hand like I used to.

I wish I could see the future, so I can relax and know that he’s going to be ok.

…but I think that he will be ok, because he’s smart and resourceful.  I don’t know if he’ll be an Architect like he had hoped when he was a kid, but it looks like he’s leaning towards being a Tattoo Artist, which I have no problem with.  But if he does choose to do that, I hope he’s smart about it… I hope he still goes to Art school, and I hope that I’m able to help him get that done.

I really do believe he’s going to graduate High School, it really feels like it’s possible now.

It’s so hard to just let go and let him do what he needs to do, but I honestly believe that when he finally does finish school, it’ll show him that he CAN accomplish things, even when it doesn’t look like it’s possible.

I’m not sure why I wrote this post, I guess I needed to get this out of my head.