I think I’ve been experiencing a bit of writers block these days, or perhaps it’s just the lack of material to write about. I’m still sick – of course, so I’m not getting out much.
My neighbor Sofie is the only one stalking me these days. Shelli gave up on that venture on Friday. Sofie is the elderly Greek lady who lives next door to me. We took our air-conditioner out of the window the other day so now she can see me sitting at the computer from her dining room window again. It’s kind of creepy to look out your window and see someone peering at you several times a day.
When she’s not looking for me via the window she’s knocking on my kitchen window, or worse, I’ll be walking into my kitchen and see a little wrinkled face staring at me. I just about jump out of my skin every time she does that. You’d think I’d be used to it by now since it happens at least 5 times a week, but I think that’s one of those things that you just never get used to.
I know she’s just a lonely old lady, but it’s seriously creepy!
I think I know why we have an increasing number of rats in our backyards lately too. BTW I never saw a rat around until last year, mice a few times yes, but rats – no. Sofie goes into her backyard and distributes her table scraps in her garden. Not just things that will decompose easily either such as fruit peelings or veggie scraps, no she’s burying things like meat and bone in her garden too. Naturally scavengers such as squirrels, rats and mice find these goodies. I’ve found small bone pieces in my garden and on my grass a number of times and now I know they’re coming from Sofie’s yard. It’s probably the squirrels finding them and then bringing them over to my yard to bury their treasure.
I’ll never get rid of the rats now!
Speaking of rats, my husband Chris played a joke on some of our other neighbors a week or so ago. Except he didn’t tell me about his little prank. So I’m sitting at home, on the computer probably, when I hear this furious pounding on our door. I open it up and it’s one of the guys from a few houses over.
Now, this guy happens to be gay, and he lives with his partner and two boarders. We’re friendly with them and we’ve been over to their place for drinks and they’ve been over to our house too. We also help each other occasionally with various household tasks like helping move things or helping with renovating etc.
We’ve got a big Canadian flag hanging on a pole outside our house, and they have a Canadian gay pride flag hanging outside their house. Ours was stolen a couple of years ago. It ended up being some of our friends playing a joke on us. They were going to cut up our flag and send us pieces of it in a ransom note! Until they saw a note that I posted in our window basically ranting and shaming the neighborhood for such a dirty deed. They felt bad so they gave it back unharmed.
These two guys knew this story and we’ve joked back and forth about stealing each others flags and we’ve said that our friends should have switched our flags instead of just stealing ours way back when they played their trick on us.
So back to the pounding on the door and A standing there looking furious. I opened the door and asked him what was wrong since he looked so upset. He said “Is Chris home?”, I replied that Chris was out walking with our boarder. “Which way did they go?” I told him that I didn’t know, but I thought they were off on a long walk so they could be anywhere.
He then asked me if Chris had taken their flag down and put it on their backyard patio. I didn’t know anything about this and I told him so. He seemed very upset though and he wanted to get in his truck and go and find Chris. At this point even if I knew where Chris was I doubt I would have told him because I was starting to imagine my husband being run down by a pick up truck over a flag prank.
When Chris got him I asked him if he did something to the guys flag and he said he’d taken it down, rolled it up nicely and tucked it in their backyard – a few days before. I guess the guys aren’t all that observant if they didn’t notice that it was missing earlier than that day. I told Chris he’d better go over and apologize to A since he seemed so mad.
Chris went and talked with them and came back saying that A wasn’t mad, but I don’t know, he sure seemed mad to me. I don’t think we’ll be playing tricks with their flag again! Now they’ll probably try to get us back though.
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