Cold, Windy, Wet

The winter storm threatened promised to occur days ago, came to fruition around 7 a.m. this morning.

By 3:00 in the afternoon, windy and wet was gone, it was just cold. The kind of cold that came straight through the windows.

I’d yesterday watched the resident living across the quad in the unit above Red Light move out.

Having moved in around May 2021, other than waving at each other when coming/going to our cars, I never got to know her well, but I’ve heard from others that she was a school bus driver.

I’m beginning to think, along with painting, carpet cleaning/carpet replacement when a unit becomes vacant — especially that particular unit, a sage burning ritual needs to be performed to cleanse the place of negative energy, because it’s the third resident of that unit in a row I’ve observed to have their life fall apart after moving in.

What befell this resident was first losing her school bus driving job. She’d been fired after having an accident.

Then, to try to make ends meet, she began working in a pizza parlor.

It's a good guess that the pizza parlor job is probably not working out and inasmuch as I saw lots of family helping her move, she's probably moving in with family.

But the fact of the matter is that bad luck befell her after moving into that unit.

Coincidence?

Maybe, maybe not because ...........

The previous occupant of that unit was Sue. When Sue moved in (October 2015) she was vibrant and engaged, still holding down a part time job.

First thing to happen was having to sell her car because she couldn’t afford repairs. I don’t know if the lack of transportation caused her to no longer be able to hold down a job, but she no longer left for work every day and was rarely seen outside her unit after that time, began smoking and drinking to excess.

When Sue’s smoking and drinking impacted her health to the point where she could no longer care for herself, she was moved in with family.

The resident prior to Sue was a returnee (2013). She’d previously lived on the complex, moved out for whatever reason, then moved back to be close to her boyfriend living on the property.

Shortly after moving into that unit, she had a heart attack, survived, had a pacemaker implanted, but had to move out again for care purposes.

You get the picture?

It just seems that life goes down the tube for everyone moving into that unit since the guy who was living in the unit when I moved in (2012) moved out in 2013.

The blog name for the guy was "The Vampire", because I never saw him.

Supposedly he worked nights, but there were never any signs of life in that unit, insofar as I could ever see or hear.

Even when he moved out, it was stealth — probably late at night.

One day I saw Maintenance going in/out preparing the unit and realized the Vampire was gone.

Whatever bad energy is in that unit was left behind by him.

At any rate, we have a vacancy in the quad, but I wouldn’t recommend anyone moving in without a sage ritual or a priest to cleanse the place.

Too cold and dreary to head out today — not that I had anything pressing to take care of, I spent time catching up on scrapbooking, needlepoint and putting that mini gingerbread house together.

I tried both sugar glue and royal icing made with egg white. Both worked — the glue for building, the icing for decorating.

The results are a little messy — the glue areas could be cleaner, and I really need to take a class on how to decorate using a piping bag.

Suffice it to say, gingerbread builds are not a craft I excel at; yet, motivated by the holiday decorating shows on Food Network, I give it a try every year.

For my blogging buddy Mistress Maddie, I’ve added the traditional friendly neighborhood frostitutes.