Local here & local there

I love to hear the ocean –
and hear the sounds of the breeze
but get a bit apprehensive
If there aren’t many trees

The sound of the city
The sights of all the cars
Leaves me want to run
For the hills that are afar.

Images are all taken by me
Wherever the “local” happens to be.

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wait. waited. waiting.

  • I’ve been worrying, wringing my hands…waiting.
  • I sit at work…waiting.
  • At night when trying to sleep…waiting…to zzzz….
  • I anticipate and wait…to see anyone will break into my house today
  • I wait…to see if I will be approved for a new apartment
  • I wait…for things to get better
  • Waiting….on other people…the world doesn’t revolve around you
  • Waiting….on approvals…hurry up and come.
  • Waiting….on…more waiting…

I have waited and endured thorough many things. I am pushing on, waiting for more waiting to occur. d

All things come to him who waits – provided he knows what he is waiting for. – Woodrow T. Wilson

 
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Rent Rant

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I have a perfectly “adorable” house that I’m renting.

There is however a MAJOR problem. Well, really there are a couple…at least. This is my rant place – so here it goes!

Problem #1 – someone is coming into my home, uninvited, while I’m at work.
Problem #2 – my landlord has really shown his true self – which is making me “RUN, RUN, RUN”

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Problem #1 – the perpetrator – no CLUE who it is. My money is on the landlord or a neighbor. Definitely someone who knows my hours. Definitely someone who knows I live alone. And definitely someone who knows enough about security to hack my cameras, and avoid them just enough to avoid being captured. They are capturing movement and noise – and then they go offline…what’s happened? My shower has usage that’s not me (I’m particular in how I leave things like towels and bottles and razors…these are not the same when I get home, towels are more damp than when I leave, towels are different than when I leave). I get text alerts telling me when there is movement, and there have been times when ALL 3 of my cameras are getting movement and/or sound, then randomly go offline…but apparently this is all in my head.

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Problem #2 – the landlord – I’ve told him, he pretty much told me the thinks that all this is in my head. So I told my landlord, after MUCH hesitation what was going on – they were concerned and put me on a speaker call with them the first time. Told me to call them if anything changed, and all that…he wasn’t going to change the locks quite yet but I’m to keep track of everything. Time goes on, a few more random things. Garage door found open, more bathroom things, now kitchen things, a “person” impression on my bed…So…again, after much hesitation, I call them again. This time they tell me that we need to have a meeting. So after work one night they came over.

In my mind – “what can we do to make you feel more safe and to fix this?”

Reality – “we’re going to ask you some questions and take a look around”…are those your pills, do you think you have a mental disorder?, do you take medication to make you have delusions?, do you have multiple personality disorder?, …AND…if all of that wasn’t bad enough, he proceeded to go through the ENTIRE house to show me how sound it was. How no one could possibly get in the windows, how no one could get in the basement, how no one could get in the doors if they were chained, how the only way through the back door was to take it off it’s hinges and they were OBVIOUSLY no marks where this had been done…

I felt RIDICULOUS. I felt ridiculous because I’m trying to stay safe in a house I rent from them! HOW CRAZY IS THAT!!! They accuse me of being crazy and delusional…are you kidding me?! I have had noise and motion in my house, then the cameras go offline…HAIR IN MY RAZOR THAT’S NOT MINE…, things in the kitchen that are missing….AND YOU ACCUSE ME OF BEING CRAZY?!

SO…I AM HAPPY TO SAY THAT TODAY YOU RECEIVED A CALL FOR REFERENCES FOR ME! HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME, YOUR TENANT WHO PAYS YOU $800 A MONTH LIKE I AM NOTHING. LIKE I AM AN INCOMPETENT CHILD. LIKE I AM THE CRIMINAL. SO, TAKE THIS AS MY NOTICE LANDLORDS….I AM LOOKING FOR A NEW PLACE TO LIVE…WHERE I WILL BE SAFE, WHERE I DO NOT HAVE A SHOWER BANDIT, AND WHERE I DON’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT BEING ACCUSED OF BEING CRAZY!

UGH! 99.7439% of the time I am calm…and they pushed my mad button! I’m mad because someone, whom I don’t know, whom I didn’t invite, comes into MY home when I’m not here. And I’m the bad guy. They made ME feel bad because I have to push my table against the door at night because of fear…EVERY NIGHT…because they would not change the locks…because the neighbor that has keys to my house “is a good person and would never do anything like that.” 

 

So my rant is over. I’m seeking another place to live. Hoping/praying/holding my breath I find something soon. Because when I get the approval call and I give my 30 day notice –
I AM OUT OF HERE!


UPDATE

I did indeed get quickly approved for all of the apartments I was looking at. I chose the one closest to my work, and so far I love it. Been in for just shy of one month. I cannot hear my neighbors, feel no drafts from the sliding doors or fireplace, windows, etc. Generally – it’s really quiet around here! 

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I did notice air (northern Indiana – it gets cold here) around the sliding glass door. Luckily I have a set of nice thick curtains that I bought on sale at either Kohls or JCPenneys. So, I hung those above my door, and they act as an insulator. I also added rugs to the bottom and rolled them up – now there is NO cool air coming in. Same with the windows – rolled up a towel and put it in the bottom of the window, where it was drafty. Problem solved!

And oddly I have had NO PROBLEMS here with bathroom bandits, landlords, or creepy maintenance guys…Imagine that!

p.s. My money was on the landlord – especially after talking to the old neighbors! Creeper!