Finally! It's Friday. I thought this week would never end. Whew.
Yesterday was the worst stressful day I've had in a long time. Not that things are 'calm' around here, but this was so much more.
Went to get some 'free food' at the food bank at the park down the street. It's a neighborhood project they started with that 60 million dollars (yeah, 60) given to our 4 block area to improve stuff. Not sure what stuff they are improving since I see nothing happening, but all that money is going somewhere.
Anyway, once a month, you can go and get some canned food, and usually rice or beans and some frozen meat or canned meat. It's just a tidbit but sure helps out when your income is limited. They don't ask questions about income, or ask for any ID of any kind, so the line of people showing up keeps growing and growing. Most drive in and list 6 or more dependents. I claim ME. If you list more, you get more stuff. I walk down there with my tenant/friend and each of us gets a little bit. We 'trade' things if one of us don't like the item.
Yesterday, (waited 2 weeks past my regular 'date' because of the long lines and ended up spending about an hour anyway) there was this well dressed, lady, who I had seen walking the same way we were for the 2 blocks to the park. She got in line directly behind me. All of a sudden, she tapped me on the shoulder and said she was sorry to bother me, but she needed to tell someone...
And then it began! She spent the next 45 minutes telling me (at first I was actively listening and commenting) about her woes of poverty, losing her condo, losing her job, her car, can't see her son unless she pays 50 bucks an hour, ex hubby is a drug dealer, lives with dealers and users, son is being influenced, etc. It was much worse, but you get the picture. I felt sorry for her at first.
As the 'tale' progressed, she was blaming everyone from the court system to the President, to the schools, to the cops, to ad infinitum. AND she got so LOUD, she was shouting, then screaming (oh yes) and using obscenities so that everyone in the long line turned around to look.
So I finally had it. Figured out she was mentally unstable, might have all those problems, but I could see why, if she acted THIS way in court, that the judge always sided with the ex. So I finally said politely, that I was getting depressed and couldn't listen anymore, and was sorry for her problems. Then I turned back towards the front of the line and focused on 'happy thoughts'. SHE continued to scream her story to my BACK!
She didn't even seem to notice or care that nobody was listening. It was confirmed, she really was mentally unstable, so I tried to just be calm and polite and made sure when I got my food I got out of there in a hurry for fear she might follow me home to enlighten me further.
I felt so sorry for her and her troubles, but she didn't seem to want any help, just wanted to vent and I'm sure she would have talked to the tree nearby if that was the only living thing. So glad to get away from the screaming. I could still hear her 1/2 block away! AND she didn't even live in this area. Required for getting the food. She said she had to take a bus from a city about 30 miles away. I tend to believe her. Ugh. What a day!!
Tired today, just from the stress. Don't usually feel this way. BUT the good news (or strange news) is that the empty house from the poor old guy who is still in nursing care for over a year now) is FOR SALE. Hooray!
Didn't notice, no sign in yard, nothing, but two guys drove up, looked around the fence, took a few pics and off they went. I got on the realtor sites and found 2 that were listing it for sale as of 2 days ago. This is 6 weeks since anyone has been around there. Last was the guy's niece who was doing a cursory look through everything he hoarded. She left with his SUV and has never been seen again.
So it's listed for a horrendous price for what it is. AND only for 'serious investors'. They aren't saying what is wrong, but I know the whole story. No water service, plumbing is completely leaking and not working, still on septic (not sewer), needs new roof, termite damage all over, rotted window frames, missing boards on back porch, front porch crumbling, etc. ALL his hoard is still in there and have no idea what will happen to that.
Hoping it gets sold soon to some rehab outfit and that they fix it or tear it down. Can hardly wait to see who buys it. Room for another house on the land. Price is twice what it's really worth and house needs so much it would be cheaper to just tear it down and build a duplex. We will see, hopefully sooooon.
Such excitement, I'm exhausted, need Chocolate!