The neighbor who hates my grass is calling the city again, or so I assume, and I don't know exactly which neighbor, though I have an idea. This time there's a twist.
Momma's grandfather got a letter very recently saying that he had till tomorrow to mow the grass. It's been mowed, though it did once again grow over long because, once again, the mower didn't want to work.
Grandfather came over recently and got the mower working and the next day was on his way to Texas to visit family. The letter from the city had to have arrived at his house during the time he was away, and by the time he got to it, his ten days to rectify the situation had become two.
The grass is mowed and should be short enough, but he's convinced that he needs to mow it more. And that's just what he is doing. Momma tried to explain to him that we will happily mow again, but he insisted that he had to come mow. I took Momma to work, and now, when I should be adding a couple hours to the couple hours of sleep I got, I'm sitting here not sleeping and not doing shit else.
I only got two hours of sleep because I went to visit a boy after work last night. Nothing happened but lots of talking. I didn't even drink beer. None of that's the point, but it is why I need to be asleep right now and why I got only two hours of the precious stuff.
There are a few maintenance issues that we've overlooked around the house, things that very much need to be taken care of as well as some minor issues that are really more aesthetic. The grass is the main irritant in that I just don't care. There, I've said it. I really don't care about the grass. I'm more than willing to keep it short enough for the kids to be able to play, but the very back part where the rabbits live, well I'd just as soon let that part grow a little. It's not hurting anyone for my grass to be slightly longer than theirs.
There's the big pisser for me, that someone has so little to do that they can take the time to be upset that I'm less concerned about the appearance of my yard than they are. Someone who doesn't have to live my life or raise my children or whatever is forcing their ideals of proper lawn maintenance onto me. And yes I do realize that there are other concerns and that I'm somewhat simplifying the issue. Trust me, I don't give a shit.
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It's just grass. Complainers have nothing better to do than watch that grass grow and fume.
Don't you just want to tell them to get a life?
We keep an area in our back yard very tall as well. Well, BOb does. He doesn't like mowing over all the sticks that fall off the neighbor's dead trees, and he likes the looks of the one tall area.
Soon it wil be fall, mowing season will be over, and I suppose they'll find something else to complain about.
, you might enjoy the Scotsman's "hedge law" story from an old essay about how we take each other's time as if we were entitled to it:
"It's high time for hedge law"
. . .This is not through a lack of political will.
Virtually all of Scotland's MSPs are itching to support a Bill to end the unfairness, cruelty and expense of the mismanaged march of hedges. In 2001, Jim Wallace, then Justice Minister, said legislation was an appropriate solution to the problem. But by 2003, England was ahead of us, when Westminster passed laws requiring local authorities to arbitrate in such cases and to issue remedial orders.
Now we are hoping that . . . Scott Barrie's High Hedges (Scotland) Bill, first mooted in 2000, will be included as an amendment (giving) councils the power to intervene if a row between neighbours reaches an impasse...a face to face war whose outcome has nothing to do with communal equity.
Scotland's high hedge victims have waited so long that a Leylandii hedge will have grown another six metres since the first High Hedges Bill saw the light of day in 2000.
The Executive Planning Etc Bill may be a passing bus ready to take on board an amendment, but it runs on time and will not wait for stragglers. Nearly all MSPs have hedge-blighted constituents crying out for help.
If the opportunity is missed then the May 2007 elections will not come soon enough.
We used to let our back yard be totally wild with paths through it. The front was neat and suburban-like but we still pissed neighbors off apparently.
They like their cookie-cutter neighborhood. argh. We got threatened with a law suit if we didn't cut it.
So it's neat and tidy now, with my sprawling garden mixed in. I really want to move where I don't have neighbors close enough to see my house.
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