So many changes!

It's been a while since I've written here, so I figured that I'd better. It's been almost a year since I've moved to the "Bluff" and only the faces have changed around the complex here.

Since Ruby originally left, there have been two tenants in the apartment next door to me. Steve and now Pam. Pam has three boys that she trying to raise in the one bedroom apartment, and two dogs that are just as big as her boys. One of the dogs is a pit bull mix, and the other is likely a black lab pitbull mix. I'm not sure that the black one has pit in it...not completely anyway. I guess I bring the dog thing up because it's the thing that bugs me the most. Neither of those two dogs likes Sasha, and one of them has already bit her ear. It makes walking her a real challenge, since you don't know when they are walking their dogs, and when they are going to be on a leash, or when they are going to be running loose. Our landlord, Mr. M, doesn't seem to mind too much about either.

There seems to be some kind of curse on the apartment next to Judy (I can't remember the name I've given her in the story.) It started out being home to an old lady that had two daughters and a couple of grand kids too. She moved in her daughter, but the grandkids stayed elsewhere. That was great fun. The old lady was a collector of shopping carts, and until recently we had like five of them parked around the apartment complex. She eventually got sick of her daughter and moved out. The daughter stayed however, and one of the very first things to happen to her was her air conditioners got stolen. We now wonder if they weren't repossessed by rent-a-center. The daughter was a real mess. She yelled and screamed at everyone. She was injured, much like myself, and she used people with her injury. She managed to talk the landlord into leaving the apartment with her stuff in it for almost two months without taking any rent for it. All her stuff inside, and nobody home. Wow.

Dana and I are getting along alright. It's hard here, with there only being three rooms between us and the animals. The animals are having a very difficult time getting along though, as tempers are starting to spark more often between them. As I said though, I'm surprised at how well Dana and I are doing despite only having three rooms between us to live in. We've actually come really close to arguing, but we've not quite come to it yet. It's odd...when we realize that we are getting close to an argument, we managed to talk ourselves out of having it and just say the things that are bugging each other. At least that's what I've been doing. I really shouldn't talk for him...

So there you have it. It's now the 9th month here in Corpus, and all is bearable, just barely.