The owners decided to renovate the apartment next door and I was slightly jealous since my apartment also needed some renovations but I figured that with my rent being so cheap I couldn’t afford to complain. Talking with the owners I also found out that the new tenant was the owner’s sister. Right. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that… not that it should matter but I was afraid Missy here would be invasive somehow. Missy is in her late twenties (early thirties maybe!...?) but there is a very child like look about her. I can’t quite put my finger on it but anyway.
Before she moved in, she painted the apartment of course and she ended up splashing some white paint on the front balcony and never cleaned it up. “Whatever” I thought. I took out a mope, some javel, scrubbed and cleaned the entire balcony. She moved in a few days after that and I found out she was sweet enough. Then she asked me if we could share a bike lock. I said it was fine but then the lock she bought wasn’t long enough to hold both bikes so I got annoyed because it meant I had to find another place to lock MY bike (she had locked her bike in my spot while I was out biking… leaving me looking for a new spot until she got a larger lock!). It was already starting to feel like the beginning of an invasion… She later asked me if I was interested in sharing an internet connection. I wasn’t. I didn’t want to be stuck with no internet connection if her router broke down. I was annoyed at her wanting to share so much. A friend said it wasn’t the end of the world (and it’s not) but I don’t want to socialize or share, period. And I don’t like the idea of Missy trying to do so.
Anyhow I walked home last night (8pm or so) and she was sitting on the balcony with 3-4 friends, squishing my beautiful plants under MY table and wondering if I had seen the other table leg (it's one of those folding tables) so that she could use it with her friends. I smiled, lent it to her, wished them farewell for the evening. I was annoyed the moment I saw her squishing my plants and by the time I closed the door shut I was ready to explode! It was starting to feel like war and she was pissing on MY territory! I know, I know. I’m the problem here but it all felt way too invasive!!!! Grrr!!!
I woke up this morning only to find a dirty table on the balcony and a missing table leg. I was thinking: “Missy Missy. You have no idea who you are dealing with! I am learning to set my boundries and you will certainly be the first soldier to fall!!! I’ve started jogging and I am ready to kick some ass so don’t mess with me!!!” Definitely territorial, I know! Okay so I’m not going to punch her in the face or anything BUT as rude as it may sound, I will make it very clear that that table leg is MINE! And there is no way she is taking it over! THIS MEANS WAR!!!
To be continued…
Ally L.