Lock-down Day 87

Predictably, I didn't sleep well. Mewthos was also restless throughout the night, which didn't help, either. I'm beginning to wonder whether he isn't simply too sensitive ... that he maybe reacts to the tension more than the others? That could also explain some of his piddle behaviour? Ah, well ... Mini spent half the night in my arms, and when she left, Mewthos came to curl up with me under the duvet. Twice. As I said: he was restless all night. I also had some really unpleasant dreams, about being forced to take in lodgers and how I'm held responsible, but have no authority ... it was weird.

There was no invasion into my home ... yet. See, the thing is, in the mornings he's sober. It's only when he's had a couple of drinks that they both get loud and look for an outlet. Their visitors are here, so I took the chance to take a shower - I hoped he'd be too busy to turn off my water mid-shower. He was. I feel better after a shower, too. All the curtains facing his garden are closed ...

I've noticed in the past, too, when they start getting too argumentative with their guests (they've never had visitors, only family comes now and again), they leave ... and then their attention turns on me.

Yes, this has been going on for a long time, I've never written much about it, as I mostly just shrugged it off. But under the current conditions, with the stress already in my life - and their continued escalation ... they're not really BAD people, but they are terribly, terribly twisted. They have zero interaction outside, so it's all going round and round in circles between two like-minded people ... working each other up ... twisting themselves up in knots. They MEAN well, but they have long ago lost touch with reality.

When I first moved in, they told me about a property they had bought in Limpopo. They had a tenant there who had stopped paying rent a long time ago, and they started eviction proceedings ... as a result, the entire property is now dismantled, and they are loosing money every month, having to pay with no income - and watching it deteriorate into total ruin. Literally! And there is absolutely nothing they can do ... last I heard, the court case was still unresolved. At the time, I expected as a result, they would appreciate a paying tenant. I mean, that's the basic lesson anyone would expect to take from that, right? Apparently not. Which is why I see no other solution than my moving out - as they are evidently utterly incapable of learning anything. They are too twisted up in themselves.

I, however, learned from that experience that I don't have to fear eviction. They have no grounds. I have proof of payment for every month's rent I paid. I may not be living the way they approve of, but that's ALL they have against me. On my side is the fact that they turn off my water, without reason! Plus, they are not fulfilling their duty with regards to waste removal. My biggest fear, though, is that they may decide to come into my home on Wednesday, while I'm at work, and take some action ... like move my boxes into their store! Or take the empty boxes out and burn them! That would really be a problem, now! But he doesn't have his worker to do the work for him anymore ... and I don't think he wants to do it by himself!

Enough of that. Though, I'm beginning to get a complex about myself. I mean, what is it about me that invites such crappy treatment? Or am I just oversensitive, and such treatment is normal - I shouldn't let it bother me?

Well, I'm making white bread rolls now, and I've washed the dishes. It's now almost three in the afternoon, and I can hear the voices getting raised again. One voice. Visitors will be leaving soon ... 

I've started packing again. Packed my LPs and some of my 7" singles. A few odds and ends. Just starting to clear the lounge for now. I'll be running into trouble with those oversized items again, that don't fit into any of the boxes I have left. Grin, now I wish I hadn't given so many of them away - but, well, I can always get more at bottle stores.

I did give some thought to trying to sort out my stuff, but quite frankly, I'm too cramped here to really do anything. That was quite evident as soon as I saw the place ... I guess I'm some sad kind of optimist, trying for such a long time to make this work for me. I would have to seriously, seriously downsize to be comfortable here - and I've tried. Only, it simply is too far against my nature, ha ha!

Packed another box of kitchen stuff I haven't used here ... Mini was watching totally puzzled, she's never seen me pack boxes before! Poor darling doesn't know what lies ahead ... but, we'll get through it. Together, my darlings!

Some good news: I got mail that my leaves are being packed for delivery! Okay, so it could still take a week or more, but: It's in progress!

Mippies came home alright, even Janey didn't make me wait for too long. I've filled my water bottles, so I'm all set. I'm not nearly as cold tonight as I was yesterday - but then, I've had a shower and I'm wearing warmer clothes today. My problem will be falling asleep, as I stayed up so late last night and got up so late this morning ... I'm out of cycle.

With my birthday coming up, Facebook keeps suggesting charities I should choose for my birthday! Man, this is irritating - bad enough that I'm now being reminded of my own birthdays, over and over and over again ... urgh. Such a nuisance, since I don't celebrate. Oh, I acknowledge the new age - no problem, but I'm happy to just let it be any other day.

For lunch I had one of those thin slices of beef I had bought - shared generously with Mewthos. I finished the loaf of bread, so tomorrow I can have rolls. I think I'll have them with jam. At least I haven't been upset today, so no heart beating like crazy ... I'm just going to slip under the duvet and cuddle random mippies while I watch Alfred Hitchcock Presents. I'm on Season 5 now ... quite enjoying it.