Confession

First, I'd just like to say that I HATE confessing to doing something wrong.  DANG IT!

Yesterday some tree people drove up and parked their vehicles in front of my house.  One of their vehicles blocked my driveway.  They were here to cut down a tree in our bad neighbor's yard (the tree was an Albizia julibrissin or, as we know them, a Mimosa).  No big deal, right?

Uh, wrong.  I was not in the mood.

I stepped out onto the front porch and was yelling Hub's ear off relaying this information to Hubs and one of the workers heard me. He immediately had the man in the big truck move from blocking my driveway.  Which didn't help one bit.  It was too late.  I was mad.

I understand that they can park in front of anybody's house they want to- I don't own the street. 

But I also know that they park in front of my house because it's shady.  And I know that it's shady because Hubs has yet to prune the trees.  The limbs hang out over the road and over the good neighbor's yard and over my house. 

So those poor guys had to get blasted for the following reasons:

1.  Hubs hasn't pruned the trees back that I've been asking him to do for....oh, about two years.

2.  They blocked my driveway--UNacceptable.

3.  They parked in front of my house to work on the bad neighbor's yard.

4.  It was HOT.

5.  Two weeks ago a different tree service parked in front of my house to take down some trees in someone's yard who lives FIVE HOUSES DOWN from us and blocked the mailbox.

Right.  That's why.  If I HAD to be honest about the whole thing, then I'd probably have to say that the biggest reason they got yelled at was because I am guilty of putting my expectations on other people.

I don't park in front of people's houses because I feel like that's where people park who are actually visiting the people who live in the house.  I don't block people's driveways because--duh---they can't get in or out of their driveway if it's blocked. 

There's nothing wrong with me NOT doing these things.  HOWEVER, there is something wrong with me EXPECTING other people to extend the same courtesies.  Hellsbells, they probably don't even consider something so trivial as not parking in front of their houses or not blocking their driveways a courtesy. 

So, that's it.  I yelled at some innocent workers because of expectations (and I do know better than to do this).

And maybe the fact that yesterday's workers and the ones from two weeks ago, stood in my yard and removed their shirts and not a single one of them was worth looking at. 

THIS was NOT in my front yard.

THIS WAS in my front yard.