I'm just venting, sorry. This woman really has no bearing on my life, but I was really irritated by her latest antics.
I bought my grandmother's house - a double wide trailer in a really nice, strict trailer park that has all kinds of rules about lawn care. My grandmother warned me that one of the neighbors, to my left, who has the same name as me, was "special" - angry, and sneaky, and always watching everyone. Woo hoo. So I've had this woman watching me for months now, peering out the blinds when I get home, calling my grandmother to ask "who drives the red truck that parks there" (Matt), etc.
One of the lawn care rules in the neighborhood that our leaves have to be raked by a certain date, this year it was Nov 21, and there are a few huge trees in my yard so I started raking back on Halloween weekend. Matt and I took a dozen tarps full of leaves to the leaf pile over the past month and on Nov 20 I did a final cleanup, mowed the lawn and that was that. On that day I saw a big pile of leaf mulch in my yard - probably from the neighbor, okay, whatever, I cleaned it up. Then I see her out and about with some lawn helpers and wave and say hello. She stares at me, turns and walks away, calls over a neighbor and talks for a few minutes while still staring at me and pointing.
Ummm ... what?
Then today I hear that she called my grandmother to say I hadn't raked all season and let my leaves blow into her yard. Yeah, lady, okay. The three times I spent 4 hours in the yard raking were what, a hallucination? And I special ordered the wind to blow leaves into your yard? And your leaf mulch just what, magically happened to climb over into MY yard?
Grrrr. But of course she has never so much as said hello to me let alone aired her made-up grievances in person. Grrrrr. Okay, I feel slightly better having whined about it. But I'm not looking forward to dealing with this crazy lady for years to come!!
Re: my neighbor is crazy (a vent)
I believe the phrase I'd use it "nutbag" or "cuckoo pants." Dang, what a piece of work. Seriously, she doesn't say hello to you, talks about you literally in front of you about something she takes issue with, and then calls the former neighbor about it.
What a loon. Is she old- like won't be around much longer old? Maybe she'll forget to take her crazy pills and have to go to the funny farm. (Is that terrible of me to wish for for you?!)
She's early 70s, lol ... I suspect she's the type who will live to 100 on spite alone. I am just going to ignore her, I guess, unless she deigns to speak to me one of these days. Maybe next fall I'll hang some giant nets along the property line with signs that say "MY LEAVES AREN'T TOUCHING YOUR LEAVES".
Seriously, I'm relieved I don't have to interact with her! The weird part is, apparently she and my grammy are sort of friends, when this woman isn't yelling at her about crazy stuff. Apparently crazy neighbor has had a terrible life, everyone has done her wrong, blah blah blah ... ummm that is unfortunate, but all I've ever done is wave and say hi. My grandmother was trying to give me tips for winning this lady over and I told her honestly, I would rather just exist and not engage her. My only concern is that if she gets a bee in her bonnet and tries to get me in trouble with the park management, dealing with that all the time is going to be a real pain. I shouldn't have to defend myself just for existing and following all the stupid rules about how tall my grass can be and when to rake my leaves!!
Whack job! I always love the Fall when neighbors freak out about leaves ( we had our old neighbor call the police because he though we put our leaves on his lawn lol)
Oh cranky lady, stop bothering people and go yell at your tv or something.
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That's crazy. I mean, she obviously doesn't want to talk to you since the stuff is made up anyway, but it sounds like people are on to her. So I can't imagine she actually has the power to cause you any real trouble (like with the park or anything) - she'll probably just be a huge pain in the ass. And if it gets bad, you can just sic some Nesties on her - that'll set her straight in no time.
Or bake her some cookies and send E over with them - I've never met anyone who could argue with a three-year-old with baked goods.
That's not a bad idea! Who could resist E? No one, that is who.
Jumping into this late, but if you go this route, perhaps spike the cookies with some laxative to help her release whatever appears to be jammed up her rear. Good lord. I'm so glad I've moved into what appears to be a very friendly neighborhood.