The new cat tree I ordered is now put together. But I could not have done it without having enlisted my neighbor John. He lives right behind me.
I’d get part of it put together, realize I’d done something wrong, and then take it apart. If I’d had any hair on my head, I would surely have been pulling some of it out.
The directions were abysmal.
Another Neighbor Helps Out:
For the time it took him to take it apart and put it together, I ordered a steak dinner for John at Outback just down the road. He went to pick it up and had a nice dinner at home for his trouble.
I had him move it where you currently see it, which is about 5 feet from where he put it together. But I don’t know exactly where I need to place it for the kitties.
Certainly, I didn’t want to dilly-dally on where to put it when I was depending on someone else to help me.
Somehow it’s much bigger than I envisioned it!
Neighbor John said he likes to help his neighbors. But he probably never expected someone he barely knows to knock on his patio door asking for help. I’d given up figuring it out by myself and was completely and utterly stuck.
I’ve met so many kind people here. Steve next door has been great too. We’re all just neighbors trying to help one another.
Neighbors Helping Neighbors:
I asked John if there was anything I could do to help him. I told him that I was a pretty good decorator if he needed those services.
He said: “Do you know how to decorate a yard?” I think what he really meant was to design a garden.
Apparently, he had a beautiful garden last year but didn’t know how to maintain it. All he’d planted dried up and died.
He had pulled out perennial vines like wisteria that he thought were dead because they stopped blooming. So in other words, he planted things because they were pretty. Which is a common mistake of new gardeners.
I told him perennial vines take a few years to get established. He’d yanked it out when it had probably just gone into dormancy for the season.
I told him if he could tell me what his goal was for his little fenced backyard, then yes, I could design it for him. That’s if I could provide the brains and he could provide the brawn.
I so wish I had his nice little yard that is even and level. He has added a pathway from his patio to his gate and has bird feeders, a birdbath, and a fountain. So he’s really tried to make it a cozy little yard.
His Dog Boomer:
His beloved dog is Boomer and Boomer is the dog that, when let out the gate to go for a walk, first heads across the way to Ron and Pat’s.
Boomer always runs straight to their patio door and jumps up on it to let them know he’s outside. And then Ron comes out with a box of dog treats, sits down in his rocker, and hands out treats.
Ron and Pat lost their dog and now dote on Boomer.
Boomer was here inside the apartment the whole time and is truly the best-behaved dog I think I’ve ever been around. He and Ivy eyed one another but left each other alone.
A Patio Door That Is Hard To Open:
I can barely get my patio door open. It keeps getting stuck.
The maintenance guy will come and dilly-dally with it and say it’s fixed.
That’s because he’s laying on the floor moving it back and forth.
When you’re standing and trying to open it, the heaviness of the door somehow sticks right about the middle. When you’re on the floor, it isn’t the same angle.
The maintenance guy they send to fix things is in really bad pain most of the time. He’s in his forties and has chronic pain from an old injury. He no longer trusts doctors, so just puts up with the pain.
It makes me feel terrible when I see the look of pain on his face as he’s trying to repair things. He’s worked here for years. At this point, I’d just rather have it taken care of myself and not ask him.
I guess I might have to locate The Doorman again.
Remember he’s who came out to the other apartment and put up a storm door. Plus another time he created a threshold underneath the storm door with concrete.
Helping Others Garden:
If I can help others who need what gardening expertise I’ve gained over the years, it will lessen the disappointment I feel about being unable to do much myself just now.
Yesterday, just from being on the floor and my garden cart for hours trying to put that cat tree together, my hip hurt so bad last night I could hardly sleep.
It was actually worse than my ankle. I just couldn’t find a comfortable position.
What wonderful readers I have who have followed me over the years as I’ve moved from place to place.
You have certainly helped me and hopefully, from time to time I have helped you.
I just want to continue decorating and gardening for as long as I can see into the future, and share it all with you.