I am so overwhelmed. I am trying to get my house organized…well, I don’t know if trying is really the correct word. I want to have an organized house, with everything in it’s place but I don’t have the energy to do it. I also don’t seem to have the attention span and tenacity to get it done. I have too much stuff. Too much!! But I don’t want to part with my stuff, I just want it organized so I can use it. I need more room but I know that’s not going to happen any time soon. Plus I keep getting more stuff; I always want more…books, games, things!! I have too many clothes too, as I have already mentioned. And then I buy stuff to store my stuff in so now I have too many storage containers and not enough closet space or room for it. I tried a storage space once, that ended in disaster (I’ll have to tell that story another time). I don’t know what to do with myself. I’ve been trying to do stuff little by little but more and more I’ve been putting it off til tomorrow because I have been so fucking tired… and overwhelmed. And once I started organizing one area or item set, I soon have to move on to something else or move other items to make room for what I am working on…it is a big mess. Then I get even more tired and cannot hold myself upright–my knees and legs hurt and get weak, as does my back. Ugh.
New Neighbors Coming Soon
The house next-door to us, to the east, was for sale. It looks like it sold already, and it was only formally listed for a week or two. That was fast! It was listed for $229, 000. It bodes well for the value of our home at this moment…barring no housing market crashes in the future.
So we will be getting new neighbors. Bye bye daycare! I hope anyway…I hope the new ones won’t want to open a daycare too.
We got new neighbors on the west side around Christmas. We’ve met the guy, but not his woman. Not sure if they are married or even “serious.” They seem to have a couple of young daughters that are there only part of the time. I was out with my cat one evening and the guy gave me beaucoup compliments on my pussy. LOL
Truly my husband and I suck at being neighbors. We didn’t introduce ourselves to the new neighbors…we didn’t really know the old neighbors. I get the feeling that they didn’t like us because the old neighbor complained of the noise (when we had the boys–he couldn’t stand the sound of the triggers on their play guns, or was it air-soft when my stepson played…regardless, it was a very silly complaint and I probably rolled my eyes at him), our back light shining in his window, and once our Ryder dog playfully attacked their little yapper (everything was okay). I know the daycare neighbors didn’t really like us, at least the guy didn’t (my husband says, “she’s nice enough…”). That went back to before I ever lived here and started because of the way our yard is higher than his yard and his yard floods in the spring –not much I can do about that bub. But since I didn’t feel the love from the neighbors, and I am an introvert, AND I am usually pretty busy and stressed, I never made the effort to get to know our neighbors or mend any fences.
I should try a little harder this time. It would be nice to have nice neighbors and a good neighborly relationship.
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