Our yard was looking pretty awful. There was stuff lying around everywhere. A lot of it was too large and awkward for Bill and I to pick up and pack to the truck. Enter Monte. Honestly!! It was so funny to watch this six foot eight guy hoisting giant heavy crap way up over his head, stomp over to the rock wall which is about four feet high, and step up and over to his truck. But the end result is making me happy!
I am doing all the driving in our house now. Its been a long long time. I didn't have a car and I won't drive the truck (too many blind spots). Now that I AM driving, certain things are coming back to me and other things are coming to my attention that I hadn't really even noticed before.
One of those things is how SLOW Bill drives. I knew he was slow, but now that I am driving at normal speeds, when we have to go in the truck and he drives, it has really become evident. Oh My God!!! I get that knot one gets in the stomach, my foot starts tapping, I start deep breathing and grit my teeth. I swear to God that guy literally drives with one (or both) feet on the brake. He almost causes accidents because of his hesitancy. People think he is letting them in when really he isn't and then he starts swearing at them and its so embarrassing. I counted the other day how many people honked at him (4) and cars zoom and swerve around him really fast because they have that knot in their stomach too.
On my part, I had forgotten how many times I yell out the window at people. Jeez! I yell at pedestrians crossing on the no walk sign, I yell at cops that stop cars and park right in the road (when they could pull off and not interrupt traffic), I yell at people not watching their little kids near the road, I yell at people riding bikes and not following road rules, I have even been known to follow a rule breaker to their house and yell at them when they get out of their cars. Something about driving makes me get stupidly aggressive and impatient with stupid pedestrians or self indulgent drivers. And...I have started yelling at my neighbour.
He is a total assh..e! Every neighbour in this hood has sued him at one time or another. He is a retired fireman. Not one of those goodlooking, friendly awesome guys. He is one of those macho nasty jerks that, we found out through a fireman friend, has been sent to mandatory anger management three times.
We have an ongoing battle I won't get into here. Suffice it to say he has caused all of us a lot of grief. When Cookie came to visit a while back she parked on a piece of curb between his driveway and ours. When she went to leave, he had called the by law peeps and had them ticket her for parking within six feet of his driveway. What a jerk! So, yesterday I was on the front deck and I noticed friends of his arrive (and I use the term "friends" loosely) and park at the curb in front of his place. That curb is only about ten feet long between his driveway and the next neighbour's driveway. There is no way to park there and leave six feet from the car to that neighbours driveway.
So I hopped up and hollered his name. He stopped and looked up and I yelled down that they can't park there, there isn't six feet left to Richard's (the other neighbour) driveway. He spluttered and snorted and said something about Richard not even being home and its HIS curb in front of HIS house blah blah blah. And I yelled down quite clearly that if that car wasn't moved immediately, that I would do exactly what he did, phone the by-law people and get it ticketed. He was so pissed off it was funny. So I just calmly told him what goes around comes around, karma, tit for tat, cliche cliche!, and if he were more of a decent neighbour I would cut him a break. "But you're not so move the damned car." They moved the car. Don't tell Bill this though. He thinks I should be nice and ignore him. I am not doing that anymore. His bulling just gets worse then. Idiot!
You are awesome! I wish I had been there!
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