Just Pass Me By

I am not happy, I wanted to sleep in more today because I caught the workplace bug. My ear has started bugging, my throat itchy and I got a cough. I need to be able to sleep so I can fight this bug off. We have construction in our building and have pretty much had it all summer long. Shortly after they finished the first construction project we had a fire. I understand the people affected by the fire need their home fix. I am just tired of being waken up between 5:45 am and 7am, I do not think in a apartment building or mostly residential area construction should start before 9am. At 9am many people unless they work 3rd shift are up and about, I feel bad for my upstairs neighbor who gets home early in the morning.
I realize that people would still complain even if they started later because you cannot make everyone happy. One good thing is these construction men haven’t woke me up by their potty mouths, I do not think I have heard them use harsh language. Bad language for thing in the morning makes me in a bad mood, this is just waking me up earlier and I don’t have to be in a bad mood, except I do not feel good. I guess until they are done working on the apartments we might not go on our walks weekly together, and I miss walking with my friend. I do not need weight loss supplements any more between walking with her and my job, so I am happy about that but I need the walks to get out of the house with friends. Dad has been having a hard time sleeping too but when I peeked in on him he was sleeping.

My cat lately has been waking me up at 4am in the morning wanting attention. I love my cat, but I would rather be sleeping then having him head butt me. He has food and water down so he should be happy. When I finally pull him down and hold him for a bet he eventually goes away then five minutes later he meows. Otis is a good cat, but since the fire he been very clingy to me, and up half the night wanting my attention. This is not normal behavior he does it sometimes but not for several days in a row, and I need all the energy I can get on work days. I work with young children and I guess I have some

weight loss stories because I been losing it. I have been very busy at work. I love my job. Maybe Otis needs to feel more secure or something.

Yesterday my husband called and lift me a message on my cellphone. There as a fire in our apartment building right next door to us. He was able to get dad, him and the dog out safely but could not find the cat. The fire was contained. Well I tried calling him thinking the fire contained would mean about 2 hours later they should have let him in. Well I got concerned and rather pissed off my cat was left in a burning building. So I drove as quickly as possible with being safe. I found myself going 50 miles a hour on a 35 mile a hour road and decided okay. First there is nothing I can do to save my cat if the fire has spread, secondly they wouldn’t let me into the building anyways. Third well they where out of the building so my husband and his dad where safe and everything in the apartment is replaceable except the cat. I am very attached to Otis. You know I didn’t care if I lost stuff but boy I was upset at the thought of losing Otis. I have had Otis for many years we have been through a lot together. He was my guard cat when I lived in a high rise protected me from some shady creep. He was there when my lowest time happened, and I couldn’t help but worry about the fire spreading, or getting out of control and coming home to no home and my beloved little guy gone.
Well I got home, and saw that it was out, and that damage was not as bad as I thought it could have been. The fire department arrived quickly. You know the fire alarms here go off often, we have gotten to the point of ignoring them. My husband at first ignored it until he heard what he thought at first was wind, and dad thought he heard running water, this is what made them realize what something is wrong here. I am glad that it happened on a weekday, and that my husband was home with dad. I think I would have freaked out if i could not find my father in law. I will say, I think my family will be less likely to ignore a fire alarm in the future. Yes for every 10 fire alarms that go off it seems only maybe 1 is the real thing.
I am glad to say no one was hurt. The worst that happened is a couple of apartments had bad property damage and I hope my neighbors have good insurance. I did find out yesterday what my insurance would cover and I feel a lot better knowing if we ever need it we have it. Something I think would be good to do is make a inventory of all the things of value in the apartment. There are something that will never be replace but if we have a inventory of what we have it easier to get the Insurance company, and it easier to figure out how much help you will end up needing to get back to where you were.
I can be at peace for now. No one was hurt only one cat that i know of got wet but you know i bet the owner would rather have a wet cat, then a dead cat.

This week has started out not pleasant. On Monday I woke up to find the bathroom a little wet, and my clothes on the floor that some how got under the sink very wet and stained. My favorite shirt some how got stuffed under there and got stained. Well I open the cabinet to look at what was going on, i figure maybe dad didn’t keep the water in the sink and then found out I had mold down there. Okay not good there water there too. So now I got a mess to clean up and maintenance to call. They came and told me they be here Wednesday but came Tuesday which meant I hadn’t had a chance to kill the bleach because I needed to run to the store for a couple of hours. So they left me a note, telling me I didn’t get things done that I needed to get done. Okay First if you tell me you will be here on Wednesday and change your mind and come on Tuesday don’t be surprised if not everything is done.
After Maintenance done I had to leave for guitar lessons. I was running late, but wasn’t to worried about it because it would be easy enough to get there close to being on time. Well I got to the stop sign out side by our driveway entrance and exit. There was a school bus there who had came at a bout the same time as me. I didn’t see the red lights flashing, so I turned left and he got mad at me. Fine, okay not good. I got home and things just didn’t seem to go well for the rest of the day.. I should have just buried my head in the sand on Monday.

The other day I posted about the brats next door yelling at my dog. Well the other day I took shadow out for her walk, she was going potty outside, and the little girl tells yells at her. “Bad dog”. I turned around and told her that dog isn’t bad you’re being bad for yelling at us. Now be quiet. She went in and cried to her mom, the next walk I had shadow on the little girl said nothing, she don’t talk to me anymore. Which is somewhat funny, that one simple sentence would get her to cry. Oh well, not what my intentions was it was more to get her to stop screaming at the dog. Shadow is not very timid unless someone makes a loud noise and once that happens shadow will not go potty for 5 to 10 minutes or maybe not at all depending on how scared she gets by yelling. Shadow is a good dog but lately she been a little pill. She loves greeting people, but she likes trying to talk to them too and this sometimes worries people and I understand that. I need to get some
cheap printing for all the pictures of the dog and cat I have here. Hubby got quiet of few of her doing her business, those one can be deleted.

I would like to know how many times Otis needs to be just about squish to learn walking under my feet is not a good plan; or hiding in places where I might decide to close because it is in the way. Since I know the cat will hide behind my not so modern furniture if I move it I have to look behind it, it’s amazing how he can fit behind a space almost smaller then his body. I guess if his head fits it, he can fit his body into the space. Last night I just about tripped over him when I got up, he gotten into a habit of sitting right next to my chair almost in front of me. If I am not getting ready to walk on him, I am trying to lay my lap top on him. He meows at me for that, well what he expects if he laying right where I normally keep the computer when not in use.
Shadow isn’t too bad her thing is to try to get in your lap when you have the computer there. Then if you do sit with her she somehow manages to do something to make typing challenging or closes out documents that are open.

My husband brought something up to me over the weekend. We have gotten some new things, and need to talk to our agent about some of the new things. We possibly want to look at
tv insurance and insurance on his new laptop, and a few other things we have purchased. I am happy with our insurance company. My car hasn’t been raised other then when I bought a new car. Craig had a accident and that didn’t raise his insurance price neither, so we will stay with our insurance company. We are happy but it is time to reevaluate the renter insurance.

Today one of the brats was yelling at the dog again. She was calling the dog bad dog, so I turned around and told her, “That dog isn’t doing anything wrong, so leave her be.” The dog was simply going potty and well she would be a bad dog if she did it indoor. I do not understand why parents can’t teach other kids to leave people alone and mind their own business.
Then again what do I expect they are always yelling in the hallway and if it keeps up I might need to report it to management because enough is enough. I mind my own business and try to be nice to people who I leave around and I clean up the dogs miss no complaints at all. I also clean up after other people animals, so being yelled frustrates me. I was never allowed to yell at anyone that was an adult as a child. My mom would not have put up with that behavior for two minutes.
The only time I was allowed to yell was in I was wearing kids costumesfor Halloween or when I was in danger and there was a need for me to get help.

Let me start by saying sorry if this offends anyone who Muslin, but I am getting frustrated with some things that are happening when I walk my dog. I live in a building where dogs are not allowed without special circumstances. We have a mental health dog for dad, we had to fight to get her here. Now what I would like to know from the Muslims is what is best having a dog that your father in law, whose 88 in a few days to help him be mentally stable. This is the last dog him and mom got together, so taking the dog away is like taking something his wife gave him and one of the only things he was able to keep. So should I seriously take away his dog! Because someone religion tells them it bad to have a dog. Sorry G-d created Dogs too, and I bet G-d loves his creation even if they are unclean! I get it I know dogs are not considered a clean animal at least not to eat. I am not eating her, and she is not going to last in the wild so it would be wrong to abandon her. I am sorry if you moved to this country you have to expect some of our beliefs are going to be different and you cannot make someone else follow your rules.
What gives you the right to scream at me or my dog who have not done anything to you. I keep her on a short leash when I know someone out who Muslim because I do not want the dog jumping on the person. When asked by a child who I know is Muslim I tell the child you need to have your parents tell me it is okay. I am considerate of your beliefs, to a point where I can meet my dad needs yet you’re not considerate to my dog or me.
So I ask what is best take away my hubby father’s dog because someone religious belief. I might as well hand dad a box cutter and tell him here play with this, I mean taking his dog would be the same results. I wouldn’t give him a box cutter to play with, so why would I take away his dog. It his last thing he has from his wife of 55 years. How would it feel if you lost something your wife or husband gave you that was the last thing they gave you and someone from a other culture came to you and told you, you can’t have it or always screamed when you had out your dog. How would it feel if you was in my shoes. It takes forever for me to calm the dog, once she scared because someone screamed at her. When that happens and hubby has her the dog doesn’t calm she just wants to come back in to me and dad.
Yes I have grown attached to the dog, it hard not to grow attached to something when you feed it, groom it and take care of it’s needs.
Now I do want to say thank you to a few Muslim who have actually took the time to ask me. Why I am breaking the rules, and understanding when I explain to them it for my father in law. I am not mad when I get asked question and explain why. This doesn’t bother me it’s the scream and rudeness that bugs me.
When dad did not have his dog at first when living here, he often talked of killing himself. Since the dog been here he hasn’t spoke about killing himself and giving up, unless he trying to piss us kids off. We got to the point of hiding things where he could hurt himself, so I don’t know maybe I am frustrated with people being rude and not taking the time to find out why.

Last night my knee hurt bad enough where I didn’t want to cook dinner, so I asked hubby to cook it for me. I think it’s only fair he can cook a few meals. I hate that he leaves the stove while browning the meat but oh well as long as he don’t burn down the apartment and make himself look like a plastic knobs. He did pretty good at making dinner but you cannot mess up a box dinner, or at least you have to try to do it.
Normally when I make them I add seasoning to the meat, he didn’t yet his tasted very salty last night, I wonder why. Maybe he wasn’t honest that he added a ton of salt or what have you, he tends to over season or salt things. But sometimes those box dinners are very salty, and maybe that was what it was. At least he cooked dinner, to bad he didn’t walk the dog this morning.