Sunday? Sunday??? So good to me????????

Tweet

It hasn't been a real great 24 hours. Yesterday was my go to the BIG sale at the thrift shop. It was their 60% off sale for the first Saturday of the month. I had lots of fun and found some good stuff. I then walked home and waited for my friend to come pick me up for us to do our shopping. He called me and told me that he had to get to the RV store to get parts for his motorhome, which was okay with me. But it turned into hours and he finally called and told me that he had to take his Sister-in-Law to the doctor on a emergency basis because she was very ill. I knew that was possible as she has cancer and they are not too sure how she will fair. My friend finally called back around 5 p.m. and gave me a ride to the grocery store so I could get the necessities I needed. I was able to give him the treats I got for him...He loved them. I finally had dinner around 8:30 p.m. and crawled in bed at 9. I was kept up by loud music coming from down stairs. I didn't want to go down because she is the neighbor who has a problem with gambling and wanting to move back with her sons so she can go to the American Indian casinos and gamble. She lost ALL her savings for her old age from her gambling. Her children couldn't control her because she would do it behind their backs and write checks for cash at the casinos. The children finally took over what was left of her savings (which was maybe $10,000) and they are now paying her rent and supporting her. Anyhow if I connect with her I'm stuck for over 1.5 hours listening to her stories about winning at gambling and how she want to move back there....but her sons don't want her there because she would run them broke. After dealing with her fixation for three years I am sure of it!!! I FINALLY was able to get to sleep at 3 this morning. I woke at 6:30 a.m. this morning. I now know what it's like to have the Olympic Track Team run you over several times. I managed to stagger out to my chair with my cup of hot whatever it was, sat down and there was a pounding at the door and the doorbell was ringing incessantly. Guess who...yep you got it!!! My 91+ year old neighbor with the gambling fixation who wants to move back to the casinos. Not so she can see her sons and grandchildren, so she can gamble!!! The doorbell kept ringing---Freya was glaring at me like I was doing it, so I finally answered the door. The neighbor handed me a contact list to copy, with orders that I am to come down THIS weekend to visit her. Don't get me wrong, I love her dearly, but in small doses and when we can talk about something other than gambling. Also when I have something scheduled other than a visit. I planned to finish sorting stuff to donate to the thrift shop...visiting a person with a gambling problem wasn't in the plan. PLUS, I'm tired and don't feel that well. You know, come to think of it, my one neighbor has a ladder stored in my storage closet...I can borrow it and remove the flipping battery from the doorbell and get some peace. One neighbor posts a sign that she is sleeping "Granny 'G' is sleeping, do NOT disturb !!!!!" I think I'm going to take a serious hint from my friend and doctor "Granny 'G' "! Hope your Sunday is going good. I'm going to crawl towards the shower and with luck will get to take one in peace. Have a wonderful day!!!