It has been a strange year. I came into it with a coworker I was freshly attached to, having a brain bleed. Went through the first half with a new coworker. We were forced into a new place with 1/3 the storage of the previous. Luckily on one side is a family made up of a teacher, her 3 daughters, and a doggo. On the other side, a mother and her son and their doggos (plus her boyfriend now and his son and his big doggo) – and the only other in the building I believe is a dude and his wife and their doggo. DOGGOS! We need a doggo. But we have 2 cats that are spoiled.
Sidetrack boy, over here. So, all summer was essentially me working alone. Felt like all summer. I know it was all of July and most of August. Hey, I lost a lot of size, though. I mean, 6 belt holes. Then we got this dude who was funny. He was kind of dumb. But funny. And a REALLY BAD WORKER. So, as soon as we were able to, we got the guy back who worked the first half of the year filling in for brain bleed guy.
I skipped over a lot but I’m just rambling and don’t want to delve into all that. But I’m pretty happy here at this location. It’s perfectly located between where Beth and I work. There’s a daycare that isn’t a nightmare, where Lily is happy. And I like all my neighbors.
Now, I’ve had two security cameras for a few years now. Though one was for keeping an eye on lily. Well, both, overall. Then, the teacher/kids family got broken into. I’m personally of the mindset that I always want to have cameras looking out AND in, but all we had was looking in. And I felt like I was somewhat responsible for fighting off my “paranoia” and not just making it happen. If I had done it, there’s at least a chance I would have at least some frames of whatever the person looked like who broke into their house. It seems as though the way it was done, there’s a good chance I could have picked up a view.
So, setting aside feeling like I could have done more, I’m trying to do all I can (without being a complete pain in the ass) to try and help in the aftermath. And I have a bunch of cameras around, now.
It feels like a lot of things kind of came into line the last few weeks, culminating in the period where the neighbors had their space violated and things stolen. Some months ago (I have no memory of when exactly) – Lily and I were outside and a cat was stuck up in a tree. We helped get the cat down and it followed us home. Lily picked it up and they bonded immediately.
After that the cat was always around and Lily kept letting it inside. Now it comes over and chills inside for 2-20 hours at a time. When it’s really cold it just stays inside. I think the record is 2 solid days. But it’s an outdoor cat, so always wants to go back outside.
A couple weeks ago, it found a way up the back of the building onto the roof. Nobody knew how to get it down, so the cat was on the roof for about 3 days. In the end, I got a 6 foot ladder and was pretty close to getting it down, and the neighbor on the opposite corner from us ended up luring it down onto a tall wall he could access, with food.
There is also a motion light that doesn’t work which has been there for who knows how long. Sometimes it starts making these strange buzzing sounds. Only way I could find to make it stop was by shutting off a section of the house on the fuse box.
So, with that ladder, and a surprise found looking over the budget, we were able to make all that has been altered, happen. Including dismantling the broken motion detection light.
The neighbor had mentioned wanting motion lights because our lights outside, even together, are really rather dim. So one of the things I did, I grabbed a $36 motion light I was hoping would be bright enough. I may have gone too far, as it’s super bright as shit. Unfortunately though, it’s not very sensitive for picking up motion. It only seems to catch a 15 foot stretch of the sidewalk and that makes me angry-pants. That’s ok, I have a plan.
The strangest thing, though, today. I was outside and two guys in suits came up to their door. I was up a ladder working on getting the old broken light off, and they asked if I knew where they were. I said I assume they’re at church. I started noticing last summer they’d all leave crazy early on Sunday (well, for our night-friendly schedule anyway) – and come back before noon. They looked at each-other and back at me and I was like “Oh, you’re from their church?” hahahaha… I was kind of panicking because I’ve been atheist (kind of, agnostic atheist technically) since oh… 1998? or so.. 2000? And I started freaking out inside because I didn’t want to get sucked into a deep long religious conversation.
But, all ended well. The course of the last week, though, has left me totally burned out on people. Not because of any of the people, but because I’m just the type that … well, I was diagnosed with agoraphobia over a decade ago. When I was diagnosed with it I was pretty solidly thinking ” ….. that’s a thing?” .. on one hand, I thought, that sounds ridiculous. On the other hand, it was exactly what I was going through. And I thought I was being ridiculous. So I guess it’s just reality some people have to deal with. And I found out I was one of those damn weirdos who… well, has to deal with leaving the house lololol
I don’t know. I might start blogging again as an outlet. I used to blurt multiple paragraphs onto a journal a long time ago. And nobody visits here anymore anyway, so hey. Rise and shine, sugarpants. Time to go out and be productive.
These days I just hope I don’t fuck up Lily. I feel like I do a terrible job parenting but everybody else tells me “the fact you say that means you’re trying and probably doing a lot better than most.” Yeah, sure. Hope they’re right.