I have been cleaning up The Cottage. When the tree fell through the roof, it flooded the guest room and made a huge mess of everything. Insurance has been wonderful replacing things for us and I get rid of the damaged things in the garbage.

This is the week of the new pillows. Macy’s had a good sale, so damaged, flood saturated, unused pillows were dis-guarded into the garbage yesterday. There are 6 new pillows in the house and the old, water damaged ones are gone….

This morning, Larry asked me if I heard the garbage men? I said not yet. He said: The pillows were gone but all garbage is still there. GROSS. … {all of the pillows had peeked out of the top of the garbage can, but were gone this morning.}

I told Larry yesterday, that if he did not hide the nasty, water damaged pillows, Gladys Kravitz, our nosy, garbage picking neighbor would come and go through our trash. For years, 20 years…. she has come over and pilfered our garbage and things marked for the Salvation Army. I don’t know why it bothers me so much. The things were being donated… it just feels gross when she goes through our trash.

I feel agitated. Should I feel that or should I just feel sorry for her? {she and her husband both have jobs and drive nice cars. They are not in need of anything}

Thank you for listening…..I am going to watch our surveillance video now….and solve the mystery of the vanishing nasty pillows.

Love you beyond the moon.

Me