In real life, I'm generally a very easy person to get along with. You mind your business, and I mind mine. Don't yell at my kids for no reason, and tell me to my face if you have a problem, and we're golden. Unfortunately, the pile of white trash living next door to be are the exact opposite of the type of people I can tolerate. For let me begin with the problem with their kids..... They have four girls. A sixteen year old, a six year old, a four year old, and a two year old. The sixteen year old is a nosy body, who is constantly eavesdropping on any conversations my husband and I have, and butting into them if she thinks we're talking about her family. (We're not. Usually we're talking about my family.) The six year and four year old are constantly outside unsupervised, and following my children around, even though they know they're not allowed to go where my kids go. My children are not their babysitters, and neither am I. Yet, these people think I'm supposed to tell my kids that they can't go play with their friends all because their children don't want to listen to them? Yeah, I don't think so. Today, however, has really pissed me off royally. I have two dogs, and while they both are loud and intimidating, they're all bark and no bite. When I take them outside, I try to avoid letting them going to the bathroom in other people's yards, and when they do, I clean up after them. (Unless it's pee, and there's no way to clean that up from the grass.) This morning I took my dogs out like usual, walked them up away from the houses and towards the street to do their business, and with my trusted little plastic bag, picking it up when they were done. No problem right? My dogs are happy, the grass is clean, and no one has anything to complain about. Skip a few hours later, my kids are home from school and outside playing and I hear my daughter arguing with the little girl next door. My husband goes out to see what the problem is, and the little girl is repeating what she overheard from her parents, complaining about our dogs shitting in their yard. Mind you, my dogs were nowhere near their yard. Where I took them was in the complete opposite direction of their yard. Yet, they're bitching enough for their kids to overhear and say something to my daughter about it. Neither parent were mature enough to come to me and ask me if it was my dog. It wasn't, and if I have to start taking pictures of exactly where my dog takes a shit and what the spot looks like afterwards to keep these people from running their mouths, than I'll resort to it. That is the type of petty bullshit that I am dealing with, and it's annoying as fuck! Not only that, but I honestly believe they stabbed holes in the tires of my husband's work truck tires in order to get him fired. (Funny thing is, the guys at his work are convinced that my hubby could rape their boss' wife and still keep his job.) What they failed to realize was that we have two personal vehicles he can take to work, and his boss knows that Dustin would not damage company property in that way. Next time it happens we're calling the cops, and I swear if I find out it was then I'm suing the fuck out of them. Normally I'm not a law suit type of person, but these people are so childish and petty that I would stoop to that sort of idiocy to get the them fuck out of my life. One month in and I already have enemies. Man, it's good to be home.