Tuesday, February 26, 2013

To Blog or Not to Blog

I've kind of reached a crossroads, here.  I don't want to stop blogging, but don't seem to have any ideas any more.  So, I've decided to try something new, for me at least.  I'm going to try to blog about SOMETHING every day, even if it's only a few lines.  I'm hoping it will get me back in the mood and get the juices flowing, so to speak.  Most of it will just be twaddle, but who's to say it hasn't always been?  Anyway, here's the offering for today. 

In the past few months, we have had more drama at my apartment building in my apartment complex than we've had in years, and I'm not liking it.  It used to be nice and quiet - after a new manager/leasing agent was hired - a grown up.  She really cleaned house and got rid of a bunch of rabble-rousing students and, apparently paid attention to who she was putting in which building.  Finally, there seemed to be groups of buildings containing like-minded residents. By that I mean buildings where all the residents were working people (my building, for instance), and buildings where all the residents were seniors, and others where she put families.  She ran a tight ship for several years.  Unfortunately, she died and he next thing I knew, there were noisy young people in my building, surrounding my apartment. 

Of course, when you get, say, students or young people who work different shifts, while going to school,  you are going to have noise at all hours.  And, unfortunately, you have to put up with alcohol, drugs, and all manner of hedonistic behaviors.   Such is the case with my building. And, I blame it on the 20-something twits that were hired as leasing agents in the absence of the previous ADULT. 

I've already mentioned the fire that started in an upstairs unit of this building.  Turns out, the couple who lived there were arrested for operating a meth lab.  I also whined and complained for a whole summer about my upstairs neighbor who arrived home past midnight and brought all his friends with him. Party Central.  He has since calmed down somewhat.  He's still annoying me on a daily basis but at least the parties and loud music have mostly stopped.  I have some happy hillbillies next door who talk at the top of their lungs and stay out on the porch hollering into their cell phones a lot of the time, and seem to have designated Sundays as Vodka Day, and they tend to get roaring drunk and sometimes, drama ensues, along with pot-smoking friends who visit from the holler occasionally.  

Then, there was the young man, who never seemed to leave his apartment, and was very, very quiet, blew his brains out one afternoon, which brought the police and the medical examiner, the apartment manager and an ambulance.  We saw them bringing the body out on a gurney, and when I called the office to ask what had happened, the little twits in charge snapped, "I can't talk about it."  We had to wait the two or three days it took for the local paper to report the incident.  
 
Now, a new family has moved into the unit upstairs, opposite the young man who has been bothering me. Sunday night they had a rip-roaring fight, which they took outside, as so many young people seem to do. The police came and the couple left with them. Our porch light, which is supposed to stay on all the time, had burned out and maintenance hadn't yet been changed, so we couldn't see what was going on, which was really aggravating. 

One of my friends suggested that the place was going downhill fast, and I should move, I told her that if she could find another apartment for me that had all the amenities that I have presently, I'd consider it.  Good luck to her.   I can only hope that the owners, in Fayetteville, will put some grown-ups in charge of leasing some day, and things can quiet down again. On the other hand, it has been entertaining.

Stay tuned.


7 comments:

Lady Jewels Diva® said...

I tried blogging everyday and ran out of stuff after a year, now it's a hassle finding THREE things a week to write about.

I try to find stuff from tv, what happens in real life, hell make stuff up if it makes you giggle, blog everyday about the goings on in your building, give it a saucy title and make it a series.

richies said...

My blogging comes and goes, and I even quit for along time but I keep coming back to it. It seems like I have been in a blogging mood the last couple of months.
An Arkies Musings

Linda@VS said...

I always enjoy everything you write, but I've been in your blog-or-not-blog shoes SO many times. A little one-a-day photo challenge in January seemed to prime my pump and get me blogging consistently again. Don't know how long I'll keep it up, but posting something daily definitely helped to establish a habit. You might try something like that--not photos necessarily, but something where you're working from a prompt.

Arkansas Patti said...

I feel your pain. I have dropped off to either once a week or not at all. Good luck.
As for the drama central that you are living in, I would move in a heartbeat and even accept lesser amenities in favor of peace and quiet. Living in constant irritation has to be miserable. Again, good luck.

Olga said...

Nothing to blog about? You live in the midst of all that reality TV like drama--and apparently that is what America is so hungry for--you should be pitching your writing to Hollywood TV execs so it will have proper exposure. Honestly.

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chlost said...

It is hard to think of things to write. It helped me at one point to write each day about three good things that had happened that day.
As you your apartment, get out of there! A meth lab is very dangerous, even for the neighbors. Exposure to the stuff will damage your body. Once it is in the carpets, walls, and ceilings, it is very difficult to remove. They blow up. You can live much better even with fewer amenities. Of course, there would also likely be less entertainment.....