Yes, this post is being written at whatever ungodly time it is, but I can’t sleep right now, because I’m extremely mad. Honestly, people, my heart was racing, and I thought a vein might actually pop in my head or neck that would cause my death.
Why, you ask? Well, Abigail came into my room because of a bad dream (or something like that) and I heard a noise which made me get up to look outside… and once again my house has been toilet papered. I am so angry right now. Our trees still have full rolls blowing in the breeze from the last hit, and now they have been littered on once again. It makes me so mad because we just laid grass seed and I have been watering the lawn morning and night to make it look nice. It is like I am being mocked at by some bratty kids, and it’s not funny anymore. I have tried to be gracious the first “few” times, but now it’s old. My house looks like trash, and once again, Brandon will be gone tomorrow and will not be able to help in cleaning it up. The other thing that chaps my hide is the poor witness it’s becoming to my neighbors. The paper blows into their yard and litters our street. Just the other day as I was watering, one neighbor came out and was talking to me about church and curious of our worship times, etc… When this kind of thing continues to happen, and it affects them as well, the charm of a church seems to wear off real quick when we know it’s kids from our church who continue to do this.
The frustrating part for me now is how to handle it? I’m really struggling with being the witchy lady and giving the cold shoulder and wagging the finger, or graciously laughing it off once again. Honestly, I feel like making an announcement at church on Sunday or even saying a few words simply to the jr. high and h.s. themselves. I am truly bitter right now, and seething with anger. Not to mention the shame I will once again have as I will be picking up toilet paper in front of my neighborhood yet again. It’s getting old now, and my girls don’t even think it’s fun anymore, because it is work to clean it up. All I have to say is if my lawn is messed up, someone will get an earful!
Any suggestions on how to deal?
June 16, 2007 at 8:21 am |
I would say first cool off, then go to the Jr High and High schoolers (in love) and let them know the truth. The first few times it was cute and fun but now you’re concerned with the witness it has on the neighbors as well as the fact that you’re trying to grow grass and it shouldn’t be walked on. I don’t think anything’s wrong with that. Or if you don’t think you can compose yourself to handle it then have your hubbie do it….that’s their job!!!! I always have Andy handle confrontational things for me if I’m too emotional to deal. I love you sissy and I’m sorry you have to deal with this.
June 17, 2007 at 2:49 pm |
Amanda, you are too sweet!! I was thinkin let’s go get them!! : ) That is the little stink in me. XOXO
June 18, 2007 at 11:04 am |
Frustrating is right… I think your neighbor sees great witness in you that they are asking with or without toilet paper. God is working right there. I like Amanda’s idea. The kids probably don’t realize the work in cleaning it up or the time and effort you have pur forth in the new seed. Just letting them know might make them see.. and doing it with love and compassion… you will be shining His light of forgiveness and love.
June 30, 2007 at 3:30 pm |
Oops!! Sorry, Courtney. I had no idea how you felt about that.
I’ll make sure it never happens again.
PS They don’t do it out of meanness, they do it because they like you.
July 2, 2007 at 8:19 am |
Hey Sassy I say you let Walter and The Dude talk to them childrenes……