Inconvenient Annoyances

Woad that sound lovely....I am broiling....

We haven't gotten quite that high, but we're apparently going to be at 98f today. I can do alright if I'm just sitting in front of a fan on my couch and not moving, but today I have to go into Manhattan at the hottest point of the day to pick something up from the dentist. Very much pining for Scottish summers myself. I am not made for this!  

Same here.. we hit 105f today, with humidity that just doesn't know how to quit. Odd how I sat for three summers in England, wishing it was warmer, but not too hot, and now I am pining for my English summers.

Seriously???  You guys are f&@cking killing me right now!  
You might think it sounds like a nice change of pace, but if you had to live through an entire month of it, you'd be contemplating self-harm, too.

I understand where you are coming from, since I hated weeks of cool and rainy days we had in England from time to time, and wished for warmth and sunshine. Still, when it is too hot to move outside, and the humidity makes it hard to breathe, it is misery on another extreme. Guess no one is ever happy with their weather.

Seriously???  You guys are f&@cking killing me right now!  
You might think it sounds like a nice change of pace, but if you had to live through an entire month of it, you'd be contemplating self-harm, too.

I think it just plain sucks for you!!!!   

Thanks, phatbeetle. 

It's gotten a little better.  It's still cool, but the sun has been coming out, at least through mid-day, and tomorrow is supposed to be sunny as well.  But then I guess it's another week of Dementors after that.  So, I'll have to enjoy it while it lasts.

Yeah, nonstop fog and mist can be pretty demoralizing. 

My IA: quilt covers.  We do not get along.  I can cope with single bed size but changing the full size wipes me out.  I've tried all the tricks, believe me.  When I finally wrestle the dang thing into submission, I discover half the poppers are broken or missing so the quilt gradually slides out.  Then when I wash them and put them in the dryer, the pillow cases and bottom sheet end up as a wrinkled mass inside the quilt cover -- which has managed to turn itself inside out.

I miss my cover. The only trick I found that worked as wait until bedtime and get hubby to help. If he wanted to go to bed, he was more easily swayed to help. 

Mine: Our newish neighbours. The cops have been called on them a few times for domestic issues, mainly the brother - in - law of the couple screaming at the wife of the couple.

My uncle owns the property directly behind us and across from them. He is trying to sell, and they are doing everything they can to keep it from happening. At first it was lying to potential buyers who were looking at it. Today they threatened the realtor with bodily harm, then then threatened my uncle when he came to try to ease the situation, and ripped the sign out of the ground. It is one of those big Century 21 signs on a post. The realtor and my uncle have both called the police, who are on the way. The husband of the couple was tearing up and down the right of way to the road out front, then doing burnouts and shouting obscenties out the window. Basically, tearing up his truck and scaring no one.

This neighbourhood was peaceful til they moved in at the beginning of the summer. My great grandparents built the house in 1932, then my grandparents lived here. Mom bought it when they passed. The doors were rarely, if ever, locked. Day or night, sleeping or awake, home or away. They pretty much stay locked now. We have been here with her since moving back from the UK but are getting ready to move. I hate that she will be here alone if they don't get sorted out.

My IA is neighbor related, too, but thankfully not as extreme as TamaMoo's.

Somewhere between midnight and 1 am our neighbors got really loud.  We couldn't hear the music, it was the shouting and screaming at each other.  

At first I thought it was a domestic situation and then realized it wasn't angry shouting, just drunk / high(?) shouting and that there was another couple (at least) besides them.

By 2:00 we realized it wasn't going to stop any time soon, in fact it was getting louder and louder and was pretty much non-stop.

So hubby (very annoyed at this point as he had to work today as most people do on a Tuesday) went over and knocked on the door.  He didn't shout at them, but it was obvious by his tone that he was angry.

The guy didn't apologize just kept saying something like, "How are we supposed to know how loud we are unless you tell us?"  He was really drunk or high.  Hubby left it as it was obvious he wasn't getting anywhere and couldn't reason with him.  He figured he'd talk to him today when he wasn't drunk.

This morning we see a note through our door from them.  Again he doesn't apologize at all.  It was really childish as he called my husband 'lame' for not letting them know earlier how loud they were and that a simple knock on the door to do so would have been enough.

So earlier, like 1:00 instead of 2:00?  And he did knock to let them know.  But surely screaming and shouting for upwards of 2 hours until 2:00 in the morning on a Monday night really shouldn't have happened in the first place.

I don't want a bad relationship with our neighbors, I hope that note was written when still drunk and that later, when hubby talks to him he will apologize.

Noisy neighbours -- there's really no excuse on a weeknight.  We had a situation in London with youths congregating at night and carrying on.  These were fairly well off 20-ish guys, most with cars.  DH yelled at them several times but they still came back.  Finally a neighbour (who we'd always thought of as a yobbo) yelled at them in no uncertain terms.  That seemed to do it.

Noisy neighbours -- there's really no excuse on a weeknight. 

Yeah, I mean we don't mind the occasional loud party on the weekend, there were quite a few recently (other neighbors) with the nice weather and bbqs, and when you live in terraced housing you have to live and let live for the most part.  But on a Monday night?  Non-stop shouting and screaming?  That's just stupid.

Then when I wash them and put them in the dryer, the pillow cases and bottom sheet end up as a wrinkled mass inside the quilt cover -- which has managed to turn itself inside out.

You probably already know this trick, but if you do up the buttons or poppers on the duvet cover before you wash and dry it, it stops other laundry collecting inside it.   

My IA:  Away on business and stuck with room-service tonight.  My dinner turned up with no salad and a double-helping of garlic bread.  And a cold (instead of warm) brownie with no icecream (*cry*).  I think someone in the kitchen was more interested in watching the royal baby leave hospital than they were in plating up orders.   

You probably already know this trick, but if you do up the buttons or poppers on the duvet cover before you wash and dry it, it stops other laundry collecting inside it.   

Yeah, that would work if all the poppers were still extant!  Time for some new covers, maybe.

Job rejection after job rejection -  and all while the situation with my current job is becoming increasingly worse. 

Hi guys, I've been away for a while.. I have a bit more of an IA.. and if anyone knows about computer and phone hackers, it would be great if you'd contact me.

Otherwise, Vancouver has been having a really great summer.  Come on over!

I have a kind of long IA.

New neighbours moved in two doors down a few weeks back and already the entire street hates them. Our road is a private road. We live at the very end and we own the land in front of our house all the way to the hedge, including the road. We are responsible for the upkeep.

We use that parking for guests. The previous owners of the house two doors down used to park there as well because they had only had one parking space, but they asked for permission when my husband moved in and he agreed. The new owners are a gentleman in his mid-50s who has a car and a motorcycle and his son who his in his early 20s. He also has a car and frequently parks in the spot in front of our house having never asked for permission.

Two weeks or so ago, my husband arrived home to the son parked in front of our house, a van parked next to him blocking our drive, the father was parked in his own drive and they were working on the bike on OUR drive. So, my husband had nowhere to park and had to find somewhere else. When he walked past them, they didn't apologize. The father just said, "We won't be long, mate." They ended up taking over an hour and when they were finished, they never bothered to tell us. So, my husband went over there and politely let them know that it's a private road, in case they didn't know, and that he owned the bit of road in front of our house. He also told them he didn't mind them using our drive when he was at work, but that they should check with me first in the future. They agreed, so we thought it was all sorted.

The son is really rude. People say hi to him and he doesn't respond. At first, people thought that he didn't hear them, but when we all compared notes, we realized it was deliberate silence. He has continued to park in front of our house, but now his car is leaking oil all over the pavement. So, my husband went over there and said, "I don't know if you've noticed, but your car is dropping oil and you have dropped oil outside of the pavement in front of my house which I own and I am obligated to maintain. Please do not park there until you have your car fixed."  The son said, "Yeah, ok, mate." No apology or anything else. He parked there again over the weekend while the car was dropping oil, so my husband spoke with him again. He parked there yesterday while his car was still dropping oil. So, my husband went over again and told him to stop. And he's just come home from work and parked there AGAIN. Meanwhile, his father is away and the driveway is completely empty.

 

Can you just have the car towed, Plain Pearl? I know that it's a bit passive aggressive but it seems like there's no other way to get through to them....