RDP: flaky neighbours

You hit upon one of my pet peeves, something I just can’t tolerate and that’s flaky people. They will tell you whatever they think you want to hear at the time but its all bullshit. They are empty husks with no substance, easily blown away anyway the wind blows.

As an old friend said years ago; ‘there are invalids; those who can’t do things, and there are inVALids ; those who won’t do things.

So thank you, WordPress and RDP for letting me complain about my flaky neighbours:

They moved into the house in front of me: my driveway is a right-of-way through their place. They are both in their early 30’s and when they first moved in they said they were going to help me! I was so happy; young people to help me! He even had a chainsaw! I thought they would help me shovel the driveway in the winter!

As time went on it became apparent that they are very lazy. He had a local job but it was too hard on his back. He can’t get a job anywhere else because he doesn’t drive. He did work for the guy who put my bathtub in so I got to see first hand: the employer not only had to pick him up, he had to wake him up. He doesn’t work for anyone now.

She works and drives far to her job in London. This adds two hours to her work day so she likes him home because she doesn’t cook. She takes a lot of days off; at least once a week.

They seem to be in all weekend; every weekend. He plays video games. One beautiful day a couple of weeks ago; a Saturday, she posted on FB that she was binge watching wrestling. Yeah, not only was she watching wrestling on a gorgeous day on a weekend; she posted she was watching wrestling!

So many tales to tell but I’m already sick of talking about them. What did they do about shoveling our shared driveway in the winter?  She has a little spot right up by the road so she can just drive out. When the snow is light and easily moved, I shovel just to do something outdoors; exercise and fresh air. They do not even stick their heads out of the door. When the snow is heavy I have to hire someone to plow the whole drive way.

I repeat; they are in their 30’s. He has not done one job I’ve asked him to help me with.



flaky 1

flaky 2


SoCS: dress


Beautiful photo!

The first thing I thought of for ‘dress’ was one of my favourite PJ Harvey songs; “Dress”. It pretty raucous and raw so I’ll save you from watching it if its too harsh and tell you why I like it so much. Its about a girl/woman who’s dressing up to attract a guy.

The best lines are; “I’m spilling over like a heavy loaded fruit tree” and, later, “I’m falling over like a dancing costume.” Love PJ Harvey.

Now actual dresses; I don’t wear them. This is mostly because my legs are not my best feature but also because I don’t like bare legs and breezes up my skirt unless it very, very hot outside. I just like my legs covered, that’s all. I do not feel comfortable in a dress.

I have a couple of dresses for special occasions like weddings but by the time I’m ready to wear a dress again its either gone out of style or the middle part is too tight.

I’m not dressed yet; still in my pjs and housecoat.

Today I’m going to try and finish off the pile of wood  that’s left in my driveway, if not I will definitely finish on Monday. Two dump truck loads of firewood I put away all by myself. My wood shed is full so I might have to pile some off to the side.

OK . . . get dressed.


SoCS: Oh, Happy Day


Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “oh.” Use it as a word or find a word that starts with “oh.” Bonus points if you start and end with “oh.”

Oh man, (and I really do say that a lot) my company is gone! Yay!

Oh, thank goodness they could only fit in a short trip. At first they were coming Tuesday and staying until the weekend. Yikes!

Then they had something on Tuesday so they would come Wednesday then she said ‘sorry, they would have to leave Friday. . .’  Oh, yeah!

This time she was bringing her husband whom I had never met. I was hoping he slept in as late as she does because I only have one bathroom. I would be sharing a bathroom with a strange man.

He did sleep in pretty late the first day which was good but he next morning he got up at 9:30. Luckily I already had 2 coffees and 2 other things happening, oh no, don’t talk about that.

I had a good time! We had great talks. It went very, very well.

But, OH, .  . when I woke up this morning and realized they weren’t here I was so happy. And I don’t have to go anywhere.

Man, oh man . . . this is livin’.

Oh, yeah; We had a raging wind storm recently and I heard the crack of a huge tree then the fall. It was out at the corner of my property. But it couldn’t have fallen in a better place; right between my compost bin and my Ohio Buckeye.


Oh . . . and a REALLY good thing it didn’t fall on my medicinal herbs!!


SoCS: ground

I haven’t written a post in 2 weeks! I have to use ‘ground’:

The ground you walk on can be dangerous.

The last 5 Mondays I’ve been taking a course called ‘Boosting Balance and Bone Health’. It was run by an Occupational Therapist so there was a lot on how to make sure your home is safe.

You don’t think about these things when you are young. Is the ground I walk on safe? How about that towel on the bathroom floor instead of a no-slip bath mat. How about getting in and out of the bathtub? Wearing socks on a slippery floor?

I’m stacking firewood in my shed and there are all kinds of calamities waiting to happen! It has a sloping roof so there is a lot of bending over; bad for the osteoporosis spine. You must bend at the knees, keep your head up and back straight. No twisting while carrying an object; like a bit piece of firewood. How do you pick up a piece of wood from a pile and put it in the wheel barrow without twisting?

I was coming into the wood shed with a wheelbarrow load of wood when my foot got caught on a Virginia Creeper vine that was growing across the ground and I almost tripped. Nowadays, that’s a scary thing. I have to carry less load in the wheelbarrow because of the strain on my upper back.

One of these day I’ll have to give up firewood. That makes me sad.

I’m not sad my aunt passed away last week. What was sad was the last year of her life. I’m happy she has passed on to a better place. She is not buried in the ground; she was cremated. She is free!

OH gosh I have to run (no, don’t run its dangerous). I have to move into the kitchen; we are having our family Thanksgiving today.  Well, my family and some other extended family; its confusing.  I’m making apple crisp.

Last night I prepared the apples, added some Fruit Fresh and put them in the fridge. Put all the dry ingredients together except for the butter which is in the saucepan. Now I only have to bring them all together and bake. I always toss the apples with ground cardamom.

Nice day for a drive to St. Mary’s, a scenic town; the colours are changing. Life is good. On even ground.