Today started really well, the children slept all night, I managed to get a shower before they were up and about and apart from the girlies being rather whingey today all was well. UNTIL - cactus hour, which is what I like to call the time after tea until Hubby comes home (from about 5pm till 6.40pm). I was finally upstairs filling the bath for everyone to get clean ready for the wedding tomorrow when the doorbell goes. I rush down to open the door to 2 community support officers (not quite police but to me they are just the same), they open with the line....we have had a complaint. To start with I am just relieved they are not delivering bad news as that is always what you see on TV, I let them in to Bubbs shouting 'finished' which basically means he needs his bottom wiping as he is done pooping! I let them know I will be down shortly, honestly it was a farce. When I finally get downstairs they fill me in on the fact that a 'concerned neighbour' has complained as we have a ladder outside the side of our house on our drive that is not secure so could be stolen and used in burglaries. OK, I completely understand where they were coming from and promised to get is sorted straight away then proceeded to chat with them amiably for about 15mins. As soon as they had gone I go straight back up to sort out bathtime in which time Bubbs decides he is not having a bath and starts to go downstairs but trips and somersaults to the bottom. Luckily he was fine apart from shaken and a bit bruised, but I start to cry as it suddenly dawns on me that we have had a complaint lodged against us by a neighbour.....why couldn't they just ask us directly, we hardly bite...anyway as you can imagine it kept building up until my dad calls about it so I let rip at him about something completely different, then my mum calls and I do the same to her and then I just can't stop crying!!!!! I have finally managed to stop even though it has taken me ages, how ridiculous is it!
Anyway, I was going to do a tag that I have been tagged with and I also want to do the real life thing but just can't today as it is too late and I still have to sew the elastic on the ballet shoes for the girlies outfits for tomorrow. I will do both of them if I can on Sunday.
Have a great weekend one and all and I'll post photos of the kids in their gorgeous outfits when we get back
xxx
6 comments:
wow...what a bizarre and random meeting with the coppers. that would've scared me having them at my doorstep! good luck with the ladder!!! nice to meet you!
I want to give you a hug right now! They should have called you, but then I'm not surprised. Our old neighboor's were the same way. I hope you have a wonderful time at the wedding!
Awww I am so sorry! They must be scared of any confrontation. Weenies! ;-) I know how you feel, I hate it when I get grumpy with my dad...he's so sweet and its awful when attitude gets away from me. They love you anyway though! Tomorrow's a new day. I'll tell you about the firemen/police visits here once I get my computer back and can send longer replies. Cannot wait to see the pics! Blessings, Dear!
It does seem rather rude not to approach you directly. Sorry you had a rough day.
Awww, Vix, I would have done the same thing! {HUGS}
That would bother me terribly if my neighbor complained without coming to me first.
Neighbors can be so rude!!! I'm sorry they didn't try to communicate with you. But this was definitely offensive. When we first moved in, we put all of our moving boxes at the curb (because we have a recycling program that will pick them up).
For weeks the recycling truck would pass by and not pick it up. So someone called the city and complained about us. I thought to myself, "Welcome to the freakin' neighborhood!" It was obvious we had just moved in. People can just be mean!
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