CASE CONTINUES

The case of the missing bench is coming to a head. And it's getting ugly. Who would have thunk such a simple thing would lead to anger, frustration, ended friendships, hiding out in ones apartment.

Someone confronted the usual suspect and the fur flew. She wanted to let the whole world know she is sick and tired of being accused of "everything." She was told the rest of the building is sick and tired of having their world monitored and controlled by her. She history is to deny her involvement for the longest time, then when she can no longer take the pressure acknowledges it was her and is mad because people will not just put it aside. Mind you an apology or request for forgiveness is not forth coming. Just forget it and start again. That has tended to lead to the whole process starting over. She does what she wants no matter what anyone else thinks and that includes management. After all, what do they know about neatness? Mind you the place is clean and orderly. But not to her liking. Through the confronter, we were all told in no uncertain terms to leave her alone. Even those of us who listen and try to hide in the bushes. It's safer there.

The maintenance man is getting another bench and she can keep the one she took from another tenant. I doubt the fight is over, but it will lay low for awhile.

There was another birthday over the weekend and that meant another cheesecake by Janet. Each has been a different flavor and all have been outstanding. The next birthday in the building it not until the end of May. Maybe I can lose a little weight before beginning another round of cheesecake. Yummmm!

A few of us spent a couple of hours at the puzzle table this afternoon. It's fun doing it with a group. Kiki has a habit of talking to herself. Mumbling is a better way to put it. She does it all the time and since her voice rarely gets louder when she is talking to a person one never knows if the conversation is with self or another. I have got to turn it off in my head. I came close to not succeeding today. I grew up in a tiny home with way too many people and peace was achieved by shutting your mind off to other distractions. I'm actually pretty good at it. I left after two hours. Everyone else had left but her and I and I could no longer disappear into my own little world. I think I need a bigger little world with more space and better sound proofing. I guess a remodeling project is the best plan. Improvement is always a good thing.