Suzi (k00kaburra) wrote,

If we weren't family, would you still do this to your neighbor?

So my dear sweet neighbor – also known as my older brother-in-law – had a little party at his house last night. I was feeling wiped out from work and rather anti-social, so I didn’t attend. The laughter and the noise were loud enough that I had to put earplugs in so that I could concentrate on studying, but whatever. People who don’t have to work the next morning can get all kinds of excited late on Friday night.

This morning, I came outside to find that my brother-in-law had parked his car on his lawn. What a freakin’ eyesore! But it’s his lawn, so if he wants to leave his car then he should be able to do so. Right? WRONG. In order to get his car from the driveway to his lawn, he has to drive right through our tiny patch of grass. Which he did, leaving a hideous pair of tire tracks in his wake.

I am FURIOUS. I hate the way that his possessions dominate the duplex that the three of us share. Behind our half of the house is a two-door garage. When Seanie and Brother-in-Law moved in, each of them got one side of the garage. My husband’s half is filled with possessions belonging to our landlord, so in reality we don’t have a garage. My brother-in-law does use his side to store his two classic cars…but that isn’t very helpful because he still has a Toyota, a big truck, and a BOAT to store in the driveway and out on the street. Additionally, his girlfriend is at the house at least two or three times a week – so that’s a total of six vehicles (plus a motorcycle) that he’s constantly shuffling around. If I look out the front window, I see his cars. If I look out the back window, I see his boat. If he’s working on a car, he’s directly behind the bedroom – more or less in our backyard. I feel completely boxed in by his junk!

It’s especially frustrating because he likes to work on his cars, or the cars of his friends, in that garage/driveway. Since he works during the day, the only time he can work on the cars is at night. WHEN. I’M. TRYING. TO. SLEEP. Sometimes even ear plugs can’t drown out the noise he makes with his machinery. Worse, he’ll leave his junk in our pathetic patch of earth for weeks at a time. It’s a freakin’ eyesore.

So when I saw the tire marks in our lawn this morning, I wanted to explode. I wanted to go knock on his door until he woke up and tear him a new one about respecting our property and he’d better have a plan for getting his car back off of his lawn, because I will slash his tires if he dares to drive his damn car over my grass again, for under this sweet and nice exterior is a crazy bitch who DOESN’T LIKE YOUR FUCKING CARS!!!

Instead, I told Seanie he’d better talk to his brother about it or I will, and I will be nasty about it. Since we were the oldest child in our respective families, both Brother-in-Law and I are used to getting our autocratic way. And at the moment, I am not happy.
Tags: drama, family

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