The Stepford Neighborz

The neighborz at the rental are at it again. Michael skipped a week mowing that postage sized lawn and a complaint was made to the owner of the house. Oh for goodness sakes. Get over it already.

This time an inspection is in the works, which means inside as well as out. Oddly, for me, all I had to do inside was mop the kitchen floor and round up the Charlie tumbleweed of hair that has been growing in size behind the bedroom door. I was leaving it to see just how big it would get. you know the tumbleweed hairball that swallowed the world kind of thing. Maybe I'll just tuck tumbleweed hairball away until AFTER the inspection and it can then go its merry old way sucking up solar systems and anything else that gets too close.

Anyway back to the inspection.

I suck at house work but have been making a concentrated effort not to Graff up this place and suddenly, obviously, I see I'm not doing such a bad job of it. I guess if you don't have a lot of stuff it's much easier to keep the stuff in its place. So I mopped the floor using just vinegar and water and even wiped down the windows to remove dog nose prints. The irony of all of this is that (fingers crossed) we should be out of this place in a month and I am so tempted to save up the dog poo till then and then creep back one night once we are gone and decorate the stepford neighborz lawns with it. I won't do it. who wants to get up in the middle of the night anyway, but it is something to think about. And cackle maniacally.

I certainly couldn't live that way, everything so neat and clean and precise. I mean who goes out and buys pillow just to put them on the chairs on the front porch and the back deck? It makes my head hurt just to think about it.

I will now admit that I was WAAAAAYYYYY too messy back at home but the fire has cured me for that. It'll be rough at first remembering where I put things but we'll get the hang of it. Now they just have to finish the rebuild and we can move. Thank goodness.