Today I hugged another neighbor good bye. He is leaving for Korea soon. Hopefully he'll get the chance to stop by and see my husband, a gaming friend, before he leaves the country.
My friend is leaving the neighborhood not because he is just going out of country but because his wife has left him. Seems to be a common problem in the military. He deserves better. She was not the nicest of people and treated her husband poorly in public. Its not often that we hear about the wife mentally abusing the husband but it does happen.
So for the past two days I've been trying to help the guy out as much as possible. For me its not a lot since I can't lift anything more than a stone's weight. What I was able to offer was the use of my trash cans and recycling bins so that he wouldn't get fined for that particular item.. He still got fined $107 for various things like not washing out the trash cans, having the wrong brand of blind in a window and the floors, even though mopped, weren't perfect.
At least he isn't being fined for having flowers still in the flower beds. I was told by our neighborhood manager that we had to have our flower beds cleared of all plants. So I'm happy to note that I might be able to get away with leaving some plants behind when we move out some day. Unless of course the rules change again.
My former neighbor and I were discussing the ruined yards. There is just no way that grass will come back this season with all the construction. I still have a trench in my back yard that they've promised to have filled in by the 20th of this month. We'll see. Its been there since Easter Monday.
Tuesday 31 May I'll not have power for a good portion of the day. If only I knew which portion. I was given notice that they would need to enter my house to shut the power off at the breaker box, as if I couldn't hit the breaker switch myself, to change out the utility lines in the trench. Scratches head, if they are filling in the trench on the 20th then why are they changing out the lines on the 31st? Okay that math just doesn't work for me.
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Showing posts with label construction zone. Show all posts
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Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Another Neighbor Leaves
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Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Waiting With Hope
So much is going on in my life that I don't know where to begin. I want to complain, I want to rant, I want to go back to sleep. I want to be the jellyfish in the picture all pretty and just drifting through my glass cage at the zoo with many admirers.
This morning is going to be one of construction, I hope. I want my bedroom window put into place and finished. After very little sleep the furniture has been moved out of the way so that the construction workers can finish the job.
Much as I wanted to do an environmental post this weekend it never happened. We just had to get away from the house. I didn't get to do my research this week and had to share my computer. J's, computer is still being repaired. Its been gone for a month now and he wants it back as much as I want him to have it back. I detest feeling like I need to shorten my computer time just so that he can play his games on the computer. Yes, after sharing it for a month I told him how I feel about having to share. I don't like someone else installing programs on my computer. With J using my computer after work we don't get the chance for conversation at night after work since my computer is a desktop and it resides in the home office. Okay so that is me venting.
I'm in pain today. I have on my leather orthopedic boot, known as the Colorado boot and if its gets worse I'll have to put on my Air Walker or as I like to call it my Storm Trooper boot. I also have on my right carpal tunnel brace. Now if only I could get a brace for the Round Ligament Pain which is due to an ovarian cyst.
No signs of pregnancy yet which is grating on my nerves. I only have signs of PMS. This morning in my email I got a notice from an online menstrual cycle tracking site letting me know of my impending new cycle. Gee thanks just what I needed, another slap in the face!
Am I done with the woe is me attitude today? No clue. I should be worrying about other matters in the news like the earthquake. I shouldn't be thinking so me orientated but like most bipedal beings I'm inclined to think about the number one each day. So forgive this selfish hormonal female for being annoying today. Like most moods this will change once I've eaten and seen installed my new bedroom window.
So for now I go back to waiting for signs of pregnancy and some glimmer of hope. I wait for the construction workers to show up. I wait for the pain to subside. I wait for the foul mood to pass and the sun to rise. I do still have hope for today. Now to go forage for sustenance to fill the void in my burning pit I like to call my stomach.
This morning is going to be one of construction, I hope. I want my bedroom window put into place and finished. After very little sleep the furniture has been moved out of the way so that the construction workers can finish the job.
Much as I wanted to do an environmental post this weekend it never happened. We just had to get away from the house. I didn't get to do my research this week and had to share my computer. J's, computer is still being repaired. Its been gone for a month now and he wants it back as much as I want him to have it back. I detest feeling like I need to shorten my computer time just so that he can play his games on the computer. Yes, after sharing it for a month I told him how I feel about having to share. I don't like someone else installing programs on my computer. With J using my computer after work we don't get the chance for conversation at night after work since my computer is a desktop and it resides in the home office. Okay so that is me venting.
I'm in pain today. I have on my leather orthopedic boot, known as the Colorado boot and if its gets worse I'll have to put on my Air Walker or as I like to call it my Storm Trooper boot. I also have on my right carpal tunnel brace. Now if only I could get a brace for the Round Ligament Pain which is due to an ovarian cyst.
No signs of pregnancy yet which is grating on my nerves. I only have signs of PMS. This morning in my email I got a notice from an online menstrual cycle tracking site letting me know of my impending new cycle. Gee thanks just what I needed, another slap in the face!
Am I done with the woe is me attitude today? No clue. I should be worrying about other matters in the news like the earthquake. I shouldn't be thinking so me orientated but like most bipedal beings I'm inclined to think about the number one each day. So forgive this selfish hormonal female for being annoying today. Like most moods this will change once I've eaten and seen installed my new bedroom window.
So for now I go back to waiting for signs of pregnancy and some glimmer of hope. I wait for the construction workers to show up. I wait for the pain to subside. I wait for the foul mood to pass and the sun to rise. I do still have hope for today. Now to go forage for sustenance to fill the void in my burning pit I like to call my stomach.
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Thursday, February 17, 2011
Nice Weather Means Construction
Every spring warm weather means construction time. It doesn't matter where I live in the world, even if its warm in winter, when spring rolls around the construction begins.
Right now my nice, lush, green lawn is discolored with blue, red, white, and green spray paint lines. This seems to be the norm for my neighborhood as I look up and down the street on my walk to get the mail and find I'm not the only one soon to have trenches in their yard.
Needless to say my husband is rather upset that the lawn he worked so hard on is going to be destroyed. We've been told that they will restore the lawn after they tear it apart. I have my doubts as to how good of a job they will do in its reconstruction.
This morning a man in a hard hat was walking up and down my street with white sheets of paper sticking them in every door on the street. Oh dear, this just can't be good is what I thought. Its not good. This is going to be a long process. I now know the window of destruction. Starting this Monday, a holiday mind you, February 21st through June 30th our street is going to be crowded with earth moving equipment, loud noises and more often then not rude construction workers. I realize they have a job to do but I don't like it when they block driveways and make it quite difficult to navigate the narrow road.
In this four months of construction work we are to also have power outages they stated on the paper.
POWER OUTAGES ASSOCIATED WITH THIS WORK WILL BE SCHEDULED AT A LATER DATE AND TENNANTS WILL RECEIVE SEVERAL NOTICES OF PENDING OUTAGES TO INCLUDE TWO WEEKS IN ADVANCE AND UP TO THE DAY BEFORE. OUTAGES WILL BE KEPT TO A MAXIMUM OF 4 HOURS AT A TIME.
Note the typo of "tennants" that should be tenants. I highly doubt they'll keep it to just 4 hours without power as we've gone 16 hours before in cold weather. This is not going to be my cup of fun.
Yoga, Tai Chi, and Zen breathing will hopefully get me through the stress of living yet again in a construction zone. In NY I lived in a construction zone for two years. I thought I did my time in Hell, I guess not.
Right now my nice, lush, green lawn is discolored with blue, red, white, and green spray paint lines. This seems to be the norm for my neighborhood as I look up and down the street on my walk to get the mail and find I'm not the only one soon to have trenches in their yard.
Needless to say my husband is rather upset that the lawn he worked so hard on is going to be destroyed. We've been told that they will restore the lawn after they tear it apart. I have my doubts as to how good of a job they will do in its reconstruction.
This morning a man in a hard hat was walking up and down my street with white sheets of paper sticking them in every door on the street. Oh dear, this just can't be good is what I thought. Its not good. This is going to be a long process. I now know the window of destruction. Starting this Monday, a holiday mind you, February 21st through June 30th our street is going to be crowded with earth moving equipment, loud noises and more often then not rude construction workers. I realize they have a job to do but I don't like it when they block driveways and make it quite difficult to navigate the narrow road.
In this four months of construction work we are to also have power outages they stated on the paper.
POWER OUTAGES ASSOCIATED WITH THIS WORK WILL BE SCHEDULED AT A LATER DATE AND TENNANTS WILL RECEIVE SEVERAL NOTICES OF PENDING OUTAGES TO INCLUDE TWO WEEKS IN ADVANCE AND UP TO THE DAY BEFORE. OUTAGES WILL BE KEPT TO A MAXIMUM OF 4 HOURS AT A TIME.
Note the typo of "tennants" that should be tenants. I highly doubt they'll keep it to just 4 hours without power as we've gone 16 hours before in cold weather. This is not going to be my cup of fun.
Yoga, Tai Chi, and Zen breathing will hopefully get me through the stress of living yet again in a construction zone. In NY I lived in a construction zone for two years. I thought I did my time in Hell, I guess not.
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