The house elves quit cleaning my house again. Stupid elves. I actually think they never worked in my house in the first place.
We have lived here almost 5 years now. I can't even believe that. One thing I missed right away was the sense of community. Having lived on a military base for six years you kind of have that. Out here, we didn't have that. And not only that....no kids. It's a very quiet street. Dead almost. I kept hoping against hope for neighbors with kids. Well be careful what you wish for. We have neighbors with kids now. They are 9, 6 and 4. The six year old is in Ryan's class. These kids come over daily asking if Ryan can play. At first it was fun. It was great in fact. Now, the honeymoon is over. And I am getting a glimpse into summer. The 4 year old is just that 4. And well...why do all THREE of them have to come over anyway? Shouldn't it just be the SIX year old? Basically, I am babysitting...for free. And this kid will walk into my house, but not before he rings the doorbell 27 times. *sigh* It's going to be a long summer unless I have a battle plan. I am open to suggestions both realistic, and outrageous.
I have family members who need to make some changes in their lives and simply won't. It's frustrating to me. And they complain about it. And wonder why it won't get better. I want to shake them. But it wouldn't do any good. I think these ones thrive on drama. Not me. I prefer a drama free life! Give me a nice even ride please.
I am off....to Zumba! We know I am off! That's a given folks. What's weighing on your mind?