My thoughts released; a mind set free
These pages contain my thoughts, from meandering ideas and persuasions to deep cerebrations and serious mentations.|
Why, for what purpose? To release my mind and set creativity free. Somewhere inside the constraints of my mind dwells a writer, a poet, an artist who paints with words. In here I release those constraints and set the artist free.
Perhaps, lost somewhere in the depths of thought, is a story or a poem, waiting to be written.
|As we rented half of the duplex, we had one side of the garage, and the person (I will call her Nits Ninnyhammer) who rented the other half had the other side. Back in January, Nits decided to move and we were set to get the whole house and both sides of the garage on the first of February. Well, that didn't work out, so we got the house on March first instead. We should also have gotten the other side of the garage, but she had stuff stored in there so we could open the house up. At that time, she was going to have the stuff out by the weekend, two weeks at the most.
Now, it's just over two months and she still has not moved anything out. In fact, she sold her pickup and can't move anything. On a side note, she has a storage unit next to the one we rent and could have moved the stuff, it's not a lot, before she sold the pickup. As I said, she's a Nits, a real Ninnyhammer.
Now, she's waiting on the landlord to move the stuff, but he's a truck driver and is not around very much, so it sits and waits. Meanwhile, I have my wife's car in our side of the garage, and our new (new to us) GMC sitting out in the snow, rain, and wind because she still has stuff in there. Also, the storage unit we rent could be emptied out if we had more space in the garage to put that stuff in. Sure, I would have to put in some shelves, but I think they would pay for themselves pretty quickly.
Yesterday Nits Ninnyhammer stopped by to pick up a couple of packages that UPS dropped off here (yes, she has not changed her mailing address or delivery address yet) and I asked again when she was going to get her stuff out of the garage. She gave me the same line about waiting for the landlord to come move it.
As much as I like to be nice, patient, and mild-mannered, the time had come to be assertive and tell her no! My wife thought it was going to get really ugly fast when I stopped her and told her the garage was getting emptied, and that the landlord had said I could put her stuff in his building on the next lot until he had time to haul it.
She backed down and agreed that would be alright, but she wouldn't be able to move the stuff until she found someone with a truck. I smiled and told her I have a truck, I have a trailer, and if you tell me what you want and what you don't, I'll move the stuff you want over to the landlord's building and take the rest to be donated at the church.
She showed me the three items she wants, her grill, a box of stuff, and a garbage can filled about half full of stuff. She said the rest is garbage or can go to the church. She had it all separated and sorted, and for two months I waited for her to get three items moved. Later this afternoon, after my wife gets home, I'll take her three items over to the other building, and then I will go through the remainder and sort out the junk from anything that can get taken to the church.
Finally, the garage is installed and hopefully by this weekend I can have it cleaned out and ready to use.