  My week off is almost over. Usually this is the point in the week when I feel relief, this week its dread. Well I got to work on stuff I usually do not have time for. I got some writing done, I got my blog going, I've been painting the bedroom, I tried a new recipe and most importantly I got to spend quality time at home. Always running around, for me its a luxury to get to sit back drink a cup of chai and enjoy Smokey rolling around in catnip on the kitchen floor. Then what makes it funnier than him squirming in a daze is thinking how my mother thinks giving the cats catnip is wrong, "Its not marijuana is it?
" She'll ask skeptically inspecting the catnip bag I bought at Petsmart. Being home I also got to witness the lurking pigeons that my hubby has been telling me about. They are trying to take up residence next to the air conditioner in the home office. So we are trying to figure out a way to discourage them. I'm not sure how they ended up here of all places. This is a residential block, I thought they only hung out on busy streets. But I saw the silhouette of it behind the air conditioner's side panels and I heard it too. And when we tapped on the panels I saw it fly up to the roof next door.
A big white menacing pigeon. Suddenly I understood why Birds the movie was a horror flick and why my former roommate was terrified of them, she called them rats with wings. We also thought this was a good week to finally get the privacy fence built. Its going slow. My husband's phone died and the builder lost his phone at Home Depot yesterday so communication has been affected. They put in the posts yesterday. We suspect the nosy neighbor, is not taking this well. He pulled the peachtree he planted right next to the old chainlink fence over to his side with rope, I guess in fear that we would butcher it by cutting the branches that slap us in the face when we head over to the garage every morning.
It took a fence to get the message across because the polite hint last summer didn't. He's a good neighbor doesn't cause any problems but its a little disconcerting to wake up one morning, look outside, find him chilling in your backyard, sitting in a chair painting the chainlink fence. I would never go into his backyard without asking because I live by Benito Juarez's quote, "La Paz es el respeto al derecho ajeno.
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