How to Handle My Nasty Neighbors Part Six: Nasty Neighbors, #6

By Margaret Brown

The events in the book really happened.  I am trying to survive each day, hating the weekends and any holidays, because that means more loud music and worrying about one's parking space.  This is Book 6 in the series about dealing with nasty neighbors.  If you haven't read the other books, I suggest you do.

• Language: English
• Publisher: From the Desk of Margaret Brown
• Release date: Aug 12, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223204367

Margaret Brown

K.K.'s story is about how she was mislabeled as being a slow learner, while it was believed she had dyslexia. It wasn't until she was in middle school before she was diagnosed as having, 'photophobia,' a condition caused by the eye, itself. Photophobia is caused by the aqueous humour in the eye. The aqueous humour is a fluid at the front of the eye, which helps to maintain the shape of the eye. Light passes through this fluid on its way to the retina. The shape of the eye can determine eye fatigue, such as handling glare from a computer, dealing with lighting conditions, which can distort what one sees, as well as having difficulties with organizational issues, such as not seeing items that may be directly in full view.

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Should I Be AFRAID (continues...)

Well, of course, I had to find out exactly what he was staring at.  It happened to be Doggie Poo Poo or DPP, who was getting out of his truck.  I have a very bad feeling about what I had just witnessed, concerning DPP.

The other day when the freeloaders had left Jorge’s house in a hurry, DPP simply sat in his truck with the window down.  He wasn’t playing any music, which he knew better.  He took more than ten minutes for him to leave, while the other freeloaders had taken off.

DPP had always been somewhat of a loner and I do get a very bad vibe coming from him.  Who’s to say what he’s capable of doing, especially if he has a gun!

Update:  It’s been a few days and nothing major has happened, except for buyers coming to tour the home.

Yesterday, May 8th, a well-dressed black woman with her real estate agent toured the home.  Jorge was home along with his freeloading buddies, who quickly left the house and waited outside.  The black woman, who appeared very professional, perhaps a teacher (since she came in the late afternoon) explored the home for about fifteen minutes and then glanced around the front the yard.  Her and the realtor spoke for about five minutes, before leaving.

What the Hell?

Okay, since I sit by the window in the living room, I have a good view of who is touring Jorge’s home.  Besides the two well-dressed women, the punk guy, and the caravan of the mentally-challenged, others have come.

Since then, Jorge has made sure the locusts are gone and the house has been viewed by two guys who came as a couple (stayed for about fifteen minutes), and later, another couple (man and woman), who toured the house for less than five minutes and split. 

Now, I had assumed that the silver car parked on the corner of the Jorge’s property didn’t mean anything.  I had thought everyone had cleared the house, so it could be toured.  Well, I was wrong!  And, because of what I’ve discovered, I’ve changed the name, Jorge Toilet Seat, to Jorge Pussy-Sniffer and here’s why!

The whole time this house is being shown, Jorge’s new lover, has been inside his house.  I saw her the past few days, all fancied-up, wearing a sheepish-grin on her face, as she got into that silver car and left.  Actually, when I first noticed the car, about two weeks ago, the driver had been a male and she had been the passenger.

However, most recently, the silver car had left the property, probably because of complaints being made by the real estate agents.  And so, the following have been able to tour the property: A professional-looking gentleman who stayed for about twenty-five minutes and, lastly, an older black couple, who spent about twenty-five minutes.

Now, as I am doing some yardwork, I couldn’t help but sniff a whiff of her perfume, while Miss Princess gets inside the silver car and leaves.  So, before now, why has Jorge allowed her to stay inside the house, when it is being shown?

As of yesterday, I found out ‘why!?’  Jorge comes home from the Navy, and, yes, he is still serving our country. Once he gets out of his truck, he examines the silver car and decides he’s going to wash it.  He moves the car into his driveway and leaves his truck on the street.  Once he finished washing the car, Miss Princess comes out of the house, swooning over the fact her car has been washed.

Later, everyone inside the house has left, except for Jorge and Miss Princess.  They spent the rest of the afternoon alone, until the locusts return and then this morning, the locusts are not there, but Jorge and Miss Princess are.  Now, it doesn’t take much brain power to figure what’s going on between those two!

The only thing I’m hoping for is that Jorge sells his home and SOON!  And, I’ll just keep on manifesting using the PCP that’s within me, that this change will bring about positive results!

It’s About Time!

I have to say it’s refreshing that I’m not only biatch in the neighborhood.

Upon reading posts from my local neighborhood ezine, there are disgruntled neighbors on a different street having to deal with an old woman taking pictures of various nuisances, such as overgrown grass, over stacked trash cans, too many cars a neighbor has, and etc. 

I have to say this old woman is gutsy.  She’s actually out in the open taking these photos and then submitting her complaints with her documentation.  Now, that’s bold!  And her neighbors are worried, because this woman is nailing them for being a nuisance.  This old woman should write a book about her endeavors, much like I’m doing!  It would probably be a hoot and a half.

Now, of course, I’d rather stay behind the scenes, because I don’t desire having someone poke a hole in my tire, pour some sugar in my gas tank or egg my home, or doing something much worse!  Like I’ve just mentioned, it’s too much of a risk!

As for my nearby neighbors, the ones who have stayed out of the limelight, they are now beginning to come out of their shell.

For starters, this pass week, the neighbor, who is next door to