New Neighbors Wanted: Dead or Alive

We've been in our house for over 3 years now. It didn't take us long to realize how to adjust to the neighborhood...meaning, how our neighbors live and treat the neighborhood is something a new neighbor should take into consideration. It was quiet when we got here, so what was the point of us moving in and being known as "The Idiots Who Make All The Noise On The Block"? We lost 2 neighbors due to foreclosures: 1 directly across the street and 1 next door. The houses were emptied almost a year ago, until about 2-3 months ago. The neighbors across the street are quiet, but busy. They have a lot of company in and out of the driveway, but so far they haven't been a problem. But next door...oh my.



We can't stand them! They're rude, intrusive, loud, obnoxious, disrespectful and a lot of other things. They were having problems when they first moved in, and we could've been neighborly and helped, but they seemed to demand it from us. Big no no. We were immediately turned off when every time we entered or exited the door, they'd come running over asking for something. "Can you call the water department for me. They came while we weren't here." I don't know if he expected me to hand over my phone, but I had hoped he realized that the water company doesn't work on Saturday anyway, so there was no need for me to call. I know this sounds mean, but, it was just the way they do things that irks me.

Another day, they decided to do some yard work. It was raining for heaven's sakes! The lady comes over and knocks on the door and asked for hedge trimmers. I said, "No, we don't have any." She said, "Well do you have some of the big scissor kind?" I said, "No, I don't." She goes, "Well then, do you have a shovel?" I said, "No, I don't have anything." Now, mind you, my husband has just about everything in our huge garage. There was no way on God's green earth that I was gonna go in my backyard with her trailing me just so she could see what all we had available to her possible disposal. She then has the unmitigated gall to ask, "Well, what 'cha got?" I said, "Nothing." and closed the door. See, I ain't no fool! God has given me good sense. If my husband had been at the door, he would have closed it long before I did! I was tryna be nice, but she made it very apparent that she needed to use whatever she could get her hands on from my garage.

They park their car at the end of the driveway and block the side walk. They play their music loud for the whole block to hear. They put their living room furniture on the porch...and sit on it...even after its rained. The rock head kids play in my crab apple tree and bend the branches. It's a young tree, so its impossible to climb and no need to play in it. I found a couple of toys in my day-lilies! They're trash miraculously migrates to my lawn. We're hardly ever outside in the front yard, so its impossible to be ours!

I've been advised that I'm gonna have to let them know not to knock on my door. I don't wish to be mean, but I'm the keep to myself kind of neighbor. So is everyone else on the block! What's taking them so long to realize that?!

I'm a little frustrated, but I'm trying to remain sweet. But these clowns are trying my patience. Let me find something else in my yard...then it'll be my turn to knock on their door. Trust me, the visit won't be pleasant.