Claire |
03-11-2005 12:06 PM |
I used to get really pissy in our old neighborhood. There was one piece of property that never got mowed.....the weeds got so high that they met with the lowest branches of the tree on their corner and you literally could not see around the mess to pull out into traffic! The guy who owned it would come by and weed-whack it every once in a while. The same bozo started a fire on the sidewalk to get rid of extra wood and cardboard from his property! I about had a heart attack! :mad: I thought my house was on fire!
I called the city I don't know how many times! The guy had inherited a few properties around town and all were foreclosed for non-payment of taxes and because he owed so many fees and fines for not taking care of them. The guy was clearly mentally ill--I felt bad for him, but not that bad.
And when the city was building a sub-pump station near our house, the construction company used to park a running 18-wheeling in front of our house from 6-7 a.m. It literally SHOOK the house. It was awful. Cassidy was a newborn, we were all sleep-deprived and I was in constant communication with the city about the problems--of course, the city offices didn't open until 8 every morning. Ugh.
I wish there was an easy answer, Lisa!
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