20 May

I don’t like neighbors. I like privacy. I don’t like noise and I don’t like that I don’t have control over that aspect of my life. I would like to have a house in the middle of 50 acres, all fenced in and wooded. Not wooded right next to the house, but all around so that I can’t see any other houses or junk behind garages.

My neighbor is a bored old man who doesn’t have any friends. He’s an asshole with a temper. We haven’t said a word to each other since the day I flew out of the house and chastised him in front of another neighbor for burying plastic garbage bags full of leaves in what is essentially our shared backyard. Not one word. We go out of our way not to make eye contact.

He mowed his lawn on Saturday, then again on Sunday and then again today. I think he is sick in the head. He has a four wheeler, lawn mower, tractor, leaf blower and tiller.  All of which grate on my nerves. He used the lawn mower, tractor and tiller today – brrrrr, brrrrrrmmmmm, brrrr, over and over and over. When one thing stops another starts. That man needs an effing job. If only he could keep one. 

Dan recently purchased some land in a nearby town for the sole purpose of hunting.  All land transactions are posted in the local newspapers.  Five people questioned us about it when it appeared.  I get it, it’s public record, but damn it’s annoying.  The neighbor’s wife asked Dan if we were going to build there.  Her husband, the asshole, must have been all excited at the prospect of us moving, specifically me.  Sorry, not moving next to another crazy bastard.  The guy who owns the property next to the land Dan bought is another dickhead.  Long story that I can’t tell on a public blog.

I’m constantly checking the local real estate listings and a realtor sends me stuff on a daily basis.  I know I should stay here and I do like my house, but man, what I wouldn’t give to get away from this particular neighborhood.  I live in a Village and the street I’m on is supposed to have a 30 mph speed limit – ha!  It’s more like 50 mph and dangerous for children and pets.

I lust after some of the houses in another Village near here, but I don’t think I could handle being that close to people again.  I went to a birthday party a few days ago that was held at a home in that Village.  There was no place to park, no place to turn around, so claustrophobic.  It just made me anxious to get out.  I realized that I need to stop thinking about possibly buying a house in that area.  It would be a possibility after the kids were grown up, but definitely not now.  I would be miserable.

I have a home.  I need to be patient and not so impetuous when it comes to a huge decision like buying a forever home.  It’s so hard because I want everything NOW.

Oh great, now he’s pounding on metal.  I’d like to pound on his head.  Where’s a home association committee when I need one?


Posted by on May 20, 2009 in Family, Life, Rants


4 responses to “Neighbors

  1. Jennifer

    May 20, 2009 at 12:54 pm

    see my house has it’s advantages and you just complain about it being in the middle of nowhere.

  2. Jolene

    May 20, 2009 at 1:15 pm

    I don’t complain about it being in the middle of nowhere, just that it’s so close to the border and too damn far for us to do anything on a regular basis. I need a workout buddy. Your house and property would be ideal, 20 miles closer 🙂

  3. Rebecca

    May 21, 2009 at 9:01 am

    Matthew has the house bug badly right now, but we are so not on the same page. We have started to argue about it and it sucks. He’s constantly asking me, “Did you call so and so? Did you make an appointment to go do this?” He’s never even home to do any of it with me! I think he’s gotten the hint after our last “disagreement’ to cool it until his golf season is done.

  4. Jolene

    May 21, 2009 at 9:19 am

    That would so annoy me. I can’t believe he expects you to do stuff on your own with little children in tow. There’s nothing that exciting yet that can’t wait a few more weeks until Golf is done. Men!!!! I guess you could do all the yucky prequalifying stuff by phone and email. It’s always nice to have that preapproval letter when looking.

    Just remind him of how lucky you are to not have a house to sell first and that he doesn’t have to mow or rake the lawn 🙂


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