Da fuck. It never fails. Every weekend this lady next door comes outside and yells into
her phone for 3 hours.
I'm just glad she yells in Spanish so that I don't know what she's saying.
It sounds like she is having a one way argument; because I don't know how the other person can get in a word.
I never have a quiet weekend and sometimes she does it during the week also.
I'm starting to be glad that I have congested heart failure and stage 3 kidney failure.
This will shorten my prison term in neighbor hell.
And then they leave the female dog out to bark for an hour.
If it ain't one bitch it's another.
The house was empty for 15 years before they moved in.
The previous family fought over the house and one of them got a government loan on the house which tied it up in government red tape.
I got spoiled by 15 years of quiet living.
I'm so considering selling the house and living in a van.
When I lived in a van before, I felt so cozy in it and I could just crank up and move if
I didn't like something.
But now cities are making it illegal to live in a van.
So if I keep the house and just leave on the weekend, I can still get rousted by cops for
sleeping in the van.
Oh well, thanks for listening to my fantasies.
I got a bottle of bourbon and will pass out and get some rest and forget about it.
