So today has been fun!! I first had one of my girls come up to me and declare she wanted to quit the group because she feels she is holding everyone back. So I had to diffuse that situation and I found out some of the other team members are making this girl feel bad. They are telling her she is not trying enough and just not being supportive. That is an issue I will need to address tomorrow..
When I got home N yelled at me “Welcome home, come enjoy the vomit with me!”. He was sitting on our patio that we just decorated with newly bought flowers and herbs. Apparently the lovely neighbors drank too much and vomited over their balcony and onto our patio.. Boy was he mad… He posted some lovely thoughts in his journal that I thought you might like to read…
“I AM FUCKING FED UP WITH NEIGHBORS THAT ARE INCONSIDERATE FUCKING ASSHOLES.
I AM SICK AND TIRED OF YOU WALKING IN THE ROCK LANDSCAPING PAST OUR WINDOW AND OUR PATIO INSTEAD OF USING THE SIDEWALK 10-FEET AWAY.
I AM SICK AND TIRED OF YOU RIDING YOUR MINI-MOTORCYCLE THROUGH THE MIDDLE OF THE APARTMENT COMPLEX, THROUGH THE ROCK LANDSCAPING IN FRONT OF OUR APARTMENT AND RUNNING THE DAMN THING IN THE MIDDLE OF YOUR APARTMENT UPSTAIRS.
I AM SICK AND TIRED OF YOU IGNORING YOUR CHILD…LEFT TO SCREAM AND CRY FOR AT LEAST AN HOUR EVERY MORNING UNTIL YOU GET YOUR LAZY FAT ASSES OUT OF BED TO CHANGE IT AND FEED IT. I HOPE IT GROWS UP RESENTING YOUR POOR PARENTING SKILLS AND THE POOR DECISION MAKING THAT LED TO BRINGING AN INNOCENT CHILD INTO THIS WORLD THAT CAN’T HELP ITSELF…THANKS TO YOU.
I AM SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR DIRTY ROTTEN SMOKING HABIT…LITTERING MY PATIO AND LANDSCAPING. I DON’T SMOKE WHY WOULD YOU THINK I WOULD HAVE AN INTEREST IN LOOKING AT YOUR CIGARETTE BUTTS, USED MATCHES AND BURNED MATCH BOOKS THAT YOU TOSS OFF YOUR BALCONY.
I AM SICK AND TIRED OF CLEANING UP YOUR MESSES…HOW ABOUT THAT 64-OUNCE COKE YOU SPILLED ONTO MY PATIO FURNITURE! NOW, ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS PUKES OFF YOUR FUCKING BALCONY INTO MY PATIO…WHAT A BUNCH OF CLASSLESS SON-OF-A-BITCHES YOU ARE.
I CAN ONLY HOPE FOR THE DAY YOU RECEIVE YOUR EVICTION NOTICE AND HAVE NOWHERE TO TURN BUT YOUR PARENTS HOUSE. THAT’S WHERE YOU NEED TO BE BECAUSE YOU OBVIOUSLY HAVE NO BUSINESS TRYING TO LIVE IN THE ADULT WORLD.
FUCK YOU ASSHOLES…FUCK YOU!”
We called the office manager for our “luxury apartment complex” (timberline village apts in flagstaff, az) and asked them to come by and check out what we have to live under. I had to head off to work at 1pm and the apartment manager still hadn’t come by to talk with us. When Nathan got home at about 3pm he said the manager was just leaving our apartment. They were disgusted at the situation and had many questions for us.
The neighbors that are vomiting on our patio also have a miniature motorcycle thingy that they have been riding around the complex at all hours of the night (while holding their infant baby). Other residents have been complaining about the noise of the motorcycle thing and when the management came to see the vomit Nathan mentioned the amount of noise problems we have had to deal with. When the management found out about the motor bike thingy they asked where it was being stored. Well the neighbors are of course keeping the thing in their apartment and that is a violation of the lease agreement. They had the silly thing turned on and they were revving the engine on Saturday right above our bedroom!!
Ugh, anyway I am pretty sure the neighbors are about to be kicked out.. It’s sort of sad but well overdue! I mean first there was the cigarette butts and matches being dropped onto our patio, then the hair clippings, then the spilled soda, then the vomit. The poor infant baby cries all day and is left unattended on the balcony above us in it’s walker, the motor bike they ride late at night, the parties and music everything is just so out of hand and we have put up with so much crap! I am just going to be glad when we don’t have to listen to their music, loud parties, and neglected babies. When we can stop cleaning up their messes it’s going to be a great day!!
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