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Ghost Writer
2017-04-10 16:59:00 (UTC)

Sunday & Today (Monday.)

I didn't feel up to writing a diary entry yesterday so I just caught up on reading diaries and following a couple as well... bedridden all day Sunday, even though it was a beautiful Autumnal day with mostly clear azure skies and sunshine. Parts of the country are still cleaning up after the flooding.


Monday (today) was a better day. I was able to do laundry -two loads- and should there be fine weather tomorrow, I'll do another two loads. I love armfuls of freshly laundered clothing. Laundry is one of my favourite chores. Put the trash and recycling out today too. Wasn't going to, but I decided I didn't want to put up with the organic rot of decomposing fruit & vegetable waste in the tin gardening shed. Tin traps the heat inside, and add the kitchen wastes to that and oh boy ~ it was most unpleasant, so I put the trash out. I don't generate much waste per week, so I sneak my small amount into the tops of my neighbours' official trash bags. (Don't often do this but I feel guilty now about doing this as we all have to buy our weekly trash bags and in our town garbage will not be collected if it's not in official trash bags.)
There are no compost bins provided for this community that I am living in, but now that I'm writing about it, I've just remembered that my neighbour C. told me about the garden refuse bin. I wonder if we are allowed to put organic kitchen waste in it too? I'll go sneak a look when I'm out walking tomorrow. It's situated by the sidewalk a ways from where I am...


Feeling a lot better today... the bruising from the hospital blood-pressure cuff had bled and spread out over a larger area of my upper right arm. It is not so swollen, sore and tender neither hot to touch any more. It's the hugest bruise I have ever sustained on my body in my life...blood thinner - aspirin - is responsible...apparently the bruises are a good thing and means I'm healing according to the cardio nurse.


Even though it's been a better day ~productively~ good for my ♥ to be up, active and moving, I've still had to manouvre in and out of my house safely because of the neighbour Les. He's been hanging around me again today. I never said hello but I was firm in the way I looked at him : "Please don't fuck with me." I managed to even do some gardening while he was off the property. I know his car it's parked a few metres from my front door, so when it's not here, I get moving to do stuff. We're tightly packed in on this property ~ there's a lot of us here. Haven't caught up with neighbour E. She's had visitors yesterday and today which is good. This place gets busy during the day.

I don't like the fact that I have had valid reasons to live in fear of my neighbours for years. When I lived in my last place , the bach, I was in fear of my landlord B. It was all about his paranoia about his property I rented and money. Before him, there was family and other neighbours...
Now it's started over with this new neighbour here, only for different reasons. I don't want anything to do with him now that I've gotten to rapidly know what he wants from me. He's just not a safe person to be around. I have talked until I'm blue in the face about boundaries but he just won't listen. I don't know what to do next...but believe me, I'll think of something to do next. (Legal of course, never criminal, however in saying that I do want to smash him one in the head.)
This is going to take some work and I want him to stop annoying and harrassing me. He's already sexually mauled me in my own home here. Enough to charge him, but the charge won't stick because there were no witnesses...been through this with a perverted past landlord.
I am sick and tired of being restricted in freedom of movement around my spaces that I pay for because of others. I'm tired of being afraid and using avoidance tactics to feel safe.
Don't want to write about this anymore....writing my problems out is never easy...it's just getting harder. I think I should change the course direction of my little sailboat in this ever-changing sea called life...for a time anyhow. G'nite. Dinner shower, laundry to fold, then bed with a book.




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