Greetings, readers. I have just come from a meeting with two good friends of mine regarding the living status of someone who I call Mama. She lives in the same apartment building as I do. In my opinion, she’s being treated unfairly. I won’t go into any specifics, but after hearing from her on many occasions, I felt I had to step in and help.
As a general rule I am not a boat rocker. I like to live my life, do my own thing and keep my nose clean. But I cannot stand back and watch what I consider harassment of a friend any longer. So I rolled the dice and invited friend number two to meet with my tenant friend. In my estimation the meeting went very well. Whether or not it gets me in trouble with the apartment building’s management is up in the air. If it does, I’ll deal with it. It is time for me to take a stand.
I get my caring nature from my mother and father. Mom always loved to help people and did so often. I think if she were alive today, she would be proud of me for going that extra mile for my friend. If there are any repercussions to me, friend number two and I can contact my lawyer. I do not feel that I am in any danger.
Now that I’ve gotten that off my chest, on Monday night we had one heck of a ferocious thunderstorm slowly roll through State College. The good news is that for the last two days we have enjoyed sunny warm weather with low humidity. My bedroom door which sticks every summer no longer does. Whoo-hoot.
This blog post is number 198. Number 199 will be a top ten list and number 200, with Rebecca and I putting our heads together, will hopefully be something awesome and worthy of a big number like 200.
Until soonest, take care, enjoy your day, and happy reading.