Have I mentioned I hate my neighbor’s? My house sits above the children’s bus stop and every morning I like to sit on my balcony and enjoy the silence of the mountain’s aside from the EXTREMELY LOUD OH GOD WHY DO THEY WAKE UP AT FOUR A.M. birds chirping. I just want to sit on my balcony in my bath rob drinking coffee reading and blogging, is that to much to ask?
I do not want to listen to redneck mom yelling and cussing at her kids while the smoke from her cigarette drifts up to me. At least she doesn’t have a beer in her hand.
Today.
I was complaining to Andrea the other day about how my doctor is such a bitch and I hate going to her. Andrea was talking to me about how even when other people are ass holes to you you need to just be nice to them and that’s how you make it through life.
So today as I huffed and puffed up my street did I flip off redneck mom or slow down to extinguish her cigarette with a fart as I jogged past her? As I listened to the horrible gangsta rap coming from her cell phone, yes that she was exposing her children to, I just put a big smile on my face…
Smiled and waved and yelled
” Good morning!”
She gave me the dirtiest look ever.
