Grrr...

Wanted to go to a gathering on sunday... only apparently it wasn't on sunday.

Figured I'd go to a thrift shop instead while I had made the trek anyway... but they were closed.

Figured maybe a visit to the toy store would be fun... they closed just as I was pulling up.

Fine lets get chiken and peas at the grocery store... out of peas. What the f.........

Fine back to the apartment... where my landlady flipped on my outside light which can only be done if you are in my living space.

After settling my stuff back in from my visit with family and going to bed... I get awakened four hours later by my landlady banging on my door and yelling. She's locked herself out.

I open the door and what does she say. The rust spot on the steps from the snow shovel is a perminant stain (with implied explatives). She turned the light on for me because I had fogotten to leave it on.

Um no, it's stupid to leave it on for 48 hours when I don't even need it anyway. I do it when I will return that night simply because I've been asked.

And then she gets annoyed by the fact that there was a bottle on my side of the door that leads to the rest of the house. It's there to be an indicator of people being in my space without my permission.

I said not one word and I thought I did well not to slam the door on her face.

I just went to bed again.

what a wonderful place I reside in.

Take care of yourself.
Roving Jack