warning: those with a severe aversion to suburban angst need read no further.

since november, there has been a colossal renovation taking place directly across the street from us. in the end, this house will be larger and higher than any other house on this street. that is not why i am so annoyed, however. if their windows are so high that they inadvertantly peek in on me while i am nekkid, then that is definitely their problem and not mine…

but. since november, they have taken out my cable for three days (dumpster truck pulled down the line into the street and they did nothing – no internet and no TV!); i have raised my telephone line as a preventative measure; others have dumped trash into their dumpster, which overflows into the street and into my yard (sometimes with HUGE pieces of wood, which i have had to move out of the street before someone's car gets mangled); the workers themselves leave their 7-11 trash all over, which ends up in my yard; and nails from the project ended up in the street in front of my car, which i know because one ended up in the tire of my subaru, flattening the tire and ultimately costing me $300.

so you think i am a little pissed?

so today, someone came by and started dumping construction crap into the dumpster from another site, with the complete sanction of the head construction guy, who was chatting with them before they began dumping. Beloved Spouse (from now on called BS – boy, he'll love THAT!) came out and took a picture of this. as he was driving away (and i was outside in my jammies), he asked the project manager, brian, whether they had a trash transfer permit. he said yes. i think i might call up the county today and find out fer sure.

i cannot believe the complete disregard these people have shown for us. i met the future new owner and filled him in on what has been going on. he was fairly appalled. but while this is not directly his fault, this type of shit does not make good neighbors. it is hard enough that the BANG BANG-BOOM BOOM has been going on for months — and often intensifies right around the time i am trying to put my daughter down for a nap. i can forgive the usual issues regarding renovation. but the people from Morris Day are just completely uncaring about anyone else in this neighborhood.

::phew:: i wish i could say i felt better after ranting. but i don't.