Here goes another neighbor/noise rant. I just need to vent! It’s been my experience that those that move in next to us usually start off fairly peaceful and respectful and then it’s like… we’re here! Now the newcomers aren’t doing anything even remotely “disrespectful,” but they sure are annoying. Today it was doing what I wish we could afford to do; having nearly every single plant torn out of their yard. I’m sure that tomorrow or the next day I’ll have to listen to whatever they plan to replace it with. It’d be nice if that was gravel and a few scattered bushes or trees, but with my luck, it’ll be grass so I have to hear them mowing every week. Mowers aren’t nearly as annoying as blowers, though.

Jackie pulled her SUV out of her carport so it wouldn’t get damaged along the way. She’s probably already sorry they moved in. They’ve definitely got money, whoever they are.

But what’s next, a new paint job? New roof? Just wondering when they’re going to settle down, not that it’ll matter much since someone else will just take over the landscaping/project frenzy.

At least I will always have my peaceful nights. The only annoyance in the evenings is across the street. As in across from the front. She has an unbelievable amount of company, half of which drive loud vehicles, and loves to slam doors while they’re coming and going.

The only sound I hear right now are those small planes that love to circle above every now and then. I can’t tell, though, if it’s the same plane circling around, or a series of planes crossing overhead.

Last night Andy drove me somewhere in my dreams and then Adonis did as well. Then I was doing something (a writing project?) and was thrilled at how it allowed me to recall a couple of things from the past I had forgotten about. One of those things may’ve been a dress I had years ago. I was psyched at the thought of all the hidden memories I might be able to uncover.