Gotta love homeownership: this is what happens when you have a bird trapped in your basement for 4 days. See all the white spots? That’s not paint! We had so much bird poop in the basement when Michael found the carcass on Monday – smack in the middle of the floor, legs straight in the air. It beat itself to death trying to get out. Ugh! I hate WILD animals in the house. Just ask Michael about the stray-kitten fiasco last summer. Not fun.
Also: we live in a really woodsy neighborhood, being surrounded by dry ravines on both sides; and with all this cold wind blowing around this week, one of our neighbors had a massive oak tree fall on his deck, completely destroying it. The tree was dead (and so thick that two people couldn’t get their arms around it), apparently, and one day of good wind took it out – right onto his grill, glass patio table, and (homemade) deck. It’s a good thing he and his son were in the basement at the time, as it narrowly missed the house. I spent that night praying that all of the trees in our yard would hold!
Also also: I called the city on my next-door neighbors, who seemed to have abandoned their property, leaving 100 bags of trash in their driveway, trash everywhere, window frames hanging off of the house, at least ten bikes strewn about, trash blowing into our yard…and I decided I’d had enough of the eyesore (and hadn’t seen hide-nor-hair of the neighbors to talk to them), and called Code Enforcement. On Monday, the city showed up and completely cleaned out the yard! I hate to be ‘that’ neighbor, but I figure it was for the good of the neighborhood. Oy. Homeowning is sometimes not what it’s cracked up to be.