Good morning!
Yesterday was a bit of an unconventional workout. After traipsing all over the area on Saturday with K to buy various things for college (hey, I got in some really good power walking in Walmart and Target), we jumped in with David yesterday to help with the debris. We spent about 4 hours. He sawed while Sam and I carried limbs, branches, and logs from the backyard to the curb. I had noticed that the people whose tree fell into our yard cut up everything until about 3-4' before the fence line. In other words, they left us with about 90% of the treetop. There's still a lot of big trunk and limb pieces in our yard...connected to their yard and the other neighbor's yard, but at least it's no longer a forest out there. We're afraid to keep cutting because if it shifts the wrong way, it could create more damage. In any event, I haven't sweat and worked that hard in a long time. I can kind of feel it in my back and legs, but not too bad.
Beyond that, I'm really ticked off at the neighbor to my right. The home is owned by an older woman but occupied by her granddaughter. In the early days of us living here, the girl was dating a guy who would blast his car stereo to the point of shaking our house...at all hours! We called the police multiple times. She's been dating a new guy for the last couple of years and things were pretty quiet until they started taking on dogs. They now have three and they are LOUD! Her new guy also smokes a lot of weed. I don't really care if you smoke it, but I can't go out into my yard without the possibility of a contact high on most days. In any event, grandma came by yesterday and decided to confront Kendall about storm related stuff. 1. She was furious that branches from our trees fell into their yard and insisted that we move them into our debris pile, noting that it's not the first time branches of ours fell in her yard. They're trees! Huge trees! Branches and limbs fall where the wind takes them. Hence our May situation with the other neighbor's limb! 2. Over 85% of our debris has been from other people's trees. I have never heard such absurd pettiness since moving into this town. It's practically a given that someone else's tree debris may impact your property. What's funny...if they old witch weren't such a petty beast, they could have added our branches to their debris pile and possibly gotten the attention of yesterday's debris truck. The truck stopped at our house but bypassed their dainty little piles since they insisted on separating out our branches. 3. She has spoken to David several times in the past and we were home. Why on earth would you unleash your bitter nastiness on a 17 year old? She's old enough to know that it's totally inappropriate to take her gripes to a kid. It should have been addressed with us. Especially since she wants us to cut down a branch that she insists is dead and I have no idea what the hag is referring to. If there is any more ugliness with this, I will not hesitate to call the cops the next time the dogs bark for hours in the middle of the night or the guy starts stinking up the place. Sorry for the rant, but I'm so ticked off. This is such a difficult time and some people just have to be disgusting.
Our CA trip may also be changing. K has decided she doesn't want to go. I'm reluctant to leave her home, especially with power going in and out and the neighbor being a witch, but it would save a significant amount of money, it would afford her time to get things done before college, and it would mean Voodoo could stay home. Voo likes boarding, but after the storm, she may enjoy the peace and comfort of her house. I'm really torn.