If I've been short with anyone, failed anyone, dissapointed anyone, I'm sorry. Right now I'm dealing with too many things on my plate and even though I try to put my best foot forward I fail at it.

I feel like I'm getting pushed from too damned many directions and I've felt that being "strong" has become a curse because no matter how much you give, there is still more expected. I feel used and there never seems to be any appreciation for what I try to do. No understanding of my boundaries, no respect for them! I'm not allowed to feel bad or have problems of my own. I've got deep pockets and a constantly bulging pantry! If my peace gets disturbed, tough ******! They have a right to swear some of the filthiest words I've ever heard at the top of their lungs and I don't have a right to complain or try to put a stop to it. He can case my property at length if he wants, he can call the cops because I get tickled and let out a short "AH!" He can call the cops because he doesn't like the sound of my doves... at night and keep him awake??? Yeah right! He can call the fire dept. because he doesn't like the way our completely legal fire ring is burning and we have the gall to have BBQ charcoals burning at the same time?? He can wash down his mobile home every single day and then wash garbage and weeds down the street, driving everyone's water bill sky high but my husband can't park his car in front of our mobile home or he calls the cops, who by the way, don't have any jurisdiction but have to roll anyway! The same for the fire department!! But they have to roll on anything and everything just in case!! The idiot from Animal Control has NO CLUE what doveS sounds like. Has NO CLUE that most birds DON'T SING AT NIGHT!! If he had to chase an animal, he'd be dead of a heart attack in the first two strides!

If I call the manager, she turns it around on me and it's all my fault or I'm playing "tit for tat" with the idiot. There is never any resolution when you call HER! She's in her late 80's but the ***** won't hang it up. She's got too much YUMMY power over all of us! She tries to intimidate by talking down to us as if we were two year old IDIOTS! I don't intimidate. I GET PISSED!! I don't get even, I GET AHEAD!

I'm trying to type up, scan, put together, collate my package for the restraining order and the idiot neighbor has my printer. When I ask for it back, he has all kinds of excuses why he can't right now and throws a hissy fit because I demand! But if he wants a ride to the store to get cigarettes, or candy, or milk, or whatever... my husband has to drop everything RIGHT NOW and take him! What the hell is wrong with this picture???

ENOUGH!! ENOUGH!!





<font color=blue>"Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt" --Shakespeare</font color=blue>