I feel like I am going through a bit of a personal hell in my life right now and I do not understand why. My kid and I almost got kicked out of our living situation today because of jerk neighbors that continuously harass us with noise, but complain if we make noise back. I have lived in my neighborhood as a renter for almost 10 years. I am a respectable person and I am respectful. I expect to be treated in the way that I treat people. I do not expect silence, but I do demand that people realize that they cannot do whatever they want without any repercussions.
I have dealt with this jerk since March and things have been annoying and iffy the whole time. I received a cure or vacate notice in June and we both laid off and did not complain and let things ride for a long time after the letter. Last weekend he decided to act like an a– and have a bunch of people over and make ridiculous noise. I did not bang on the ceiling, but I made noise as well. Why it has been okay for him to act like a neanderthal and make excessive noise and I am supposed to swallow big spoonfuls of his sh– is beyond me.
I got the letter today to say that I would have to move because of excessive complaints against me. So, I went straight into survival mode. I went to a legal aid kind of website to get legal help and then I did something better. I went and spoke with the person that sent me the notice and her regional manager. I yelled, I cried, I spoke nicely, I spoke in a matter of fact way. I spoke with anger. I spoke with sincerity.
Thirty eight minutes later, the letter was rescinded. I still do not feel at peace though. What if this guy complains again? What if I do something that he perceives as retaliatory? Will we be kicked out of our home? Will we have to scrimp and scratch to move somewhere else?
I can hardly think about how it would be to have to move somewhere else. We moved within our community in March and I pretty much did it alone. Our new place is cozy, yet larger. It faces the woods and the three fountain pools. It feels like we have a backyard, which we really do not because no one does in our area-all condos and townhomes!
But no matter, it is our home. Our good friend who is getting signed to an agency wants me to relocate to NYC if she makes it big so that I can be her publicist. In my teens and 20’s, I really wanted to live there. The DC area is more my speed. A bit slower, but still with tons of culture and arts. But with all of the drama that has been happening in my life lately with friends and jobs and now my living situation, I am all in.
My kid is going for an open audition in February. Our friend who is “making it” works there and feels sure that my child has what it takes to really go somewhere in the entertainment world. I never wanted that because I want my child to have a childhood. People have approached her ever since she was a baby about modeling or commercials. When she turned what I felt was the appropriate age, she auditioned and was signed with an agency outside of Baltimore. But it is a weak agency with no organization and few opportunities and her contract is up in March.
So, I am praying that she gets cast in something big. If only it pays for her college, I will be happy because she will have her dream and have her future set. She wants a career at it, and if she truly wants that and is not a child who is just dreaming, then I want it for her as well. But I am in no means pushing her into that life. I have always until now run from it. But with what is happening with us here, I am wondering if God has something big planned. I keep feeling pushed and pulled in everything that I do.
There is no peace. Nothing is working out the way that it should. Does it mean that I should step out on faith and move? Like-move away? Start fresh? Apply for jobs out of the area? I just do not know and I am not the type of person that can hear God speak to them. Perhaps that is a more advanced Christian, or someone who listens better, or someone other than I.
I know one thing though, after the way things have been going for me lately I am going to spend a lot more time being still with God. Right now all that I want to do is cry and give up and rage and fall down. I cannot do that though. Not for myself, or my daughter or for God.
I am here on this earth for some reason and I will keep on trying to figure out what my purpose is. I know that I am here to be a mother, but I cannot imagine that I was put here to keep going through so much drama and very little light at the end of the tunnel. Pray for me people. I really really need it right now.
Thank goodness that I still have faith. I would not be able to type on this blog if I did not. Good night and God Bless~
The Lord answered, “If you had faith even as small as a mustard seed, you could say to this mulberry tree, ‘May you be uprooted and thrown into the sea,’ and it would obey you!