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In Need of Some Serenity

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Today is going to be a good day.

I’m just going to keep repeating that and keep my fingers crossed that it comes true.

This weekend was a stressful one and it smelled like Worcestershire sauce. [A full bottle of the stuff shattered on my kitchen floor on Saturday]

Tucker worked the entire weekend and worked until Midnight almost every night. Sad times for me.

I know that I’ve bitched about the people above me before and I know that I’ve said that the gloves are off and all of that. But, when push comes to shove, I’m a huge wuss. I don’t want a confrontation because I’m afraid of some sort of retribution.

But yesterday was sort of a deal breaker for me.

I was outside reading a book while Cara napped and I noticed that the porch had leaves all over it. I grabbed the broom and started sweeping.

Around that time, my neighbor’s girlfriend pulled up with a car full of people. I had seen them park out of the corner of my eye but I acted like I didn’t know they were there.

When they got out, the girlfriend commented to the people in the car, “at least they know how to sweep”.

What the hell does that mean?!

She didn’t say it to me obviously, but, she did say it loud enough that I could obviously hear it. I whipped my head around to look at her and she gave me this smug little bitch grin.

I wanted to ask her if she had been talking about me [duh!] but I figured that would make me look not only pathetic, but also crazy.

So, instead of directly confronting the bitch, I’m going to be a coward and report her to the office. She is not on the lease. She is here every single day and her car takes up a parking space that she has no right to. [Not to mention she’s a bitch]

I really don’t know what else to do. Her catty remarks toward me and her mean ass looks make me want to stay in my apartment just so I don’t have to see her. I completely realize that I am in control of my own emotions and that it’s my problem and not hers. Yada, yada, yada.

But, if she’s not here, then I won’t feel like crap because of her. [I’ll find something else to feel like crap about.]

The office opens at 9 am.

I’ll let you know what happens.

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