Mixed Weekend

Actually the weekend was great. We had two other BBQs (pics are to come), a photosession in the botanical gardens and a great football game. On the way back we tried another route - Ingo turned around to me and called, "we turn left the next raod!" Some pedestrians called, "ok :-)". Well, this is "my" town! :-)

There was also a soccer game this weekend. The newspapers say, lots of police was necessary and there were some fights nonetheless. Well, this is why we love football - no police needed!

But my neighbour troubled us again, and massively.
We put the blinding on my balcony on this Friday. She didn´t like it but said nothing.

It now feels like "my" balcony, I feel good there now and will care better for my plants, herbs and flowers without someone standing right beside me, staring. The balconys are very close, let´s say 20cm are between them.

You can reach my apartment only via an access balcony and this neighbour got in our way everytime we went in or out, provoking us. Once she even threatened to complain openly at the police (about what??? and against whom? Against "the boyfriend of Ms $name$"?)

This morning Ingo called the concierge and the two of them met in town, while I drove to work. Ingos boss understands that this was important and necessary and that it´s ok when Ingo will come to work a little later.

Obviously this woman provokes everybody in the house and the poor concierge gets complains about her all the time.
Sadly, I am the one who directly gets in touch with her.

She now gets an official dissuasion that she must let me get into my apartment without any delay, without standing in the way, without saying stupid things to me - I mean, she threatened even my guests by going against Ingo!

When she sees me coming with nothing but the small bag I take to work, she leaves. But do I have my big bag from the weekend or shopping bags, she stands in the way.

I hope, this will stop now, the homeowners don´t want to loose a "good lodger" like me because of her constant provocations, the concierge said.

I hate fighting, so does Ingo, but this woman didn´t leave us a choice.

I am literally afraid of going home today. This woman will not have the official dissuasion yet, so she will stop me again tonight, I bet. If it wasn´t so far I would drive to Ingo this evening.

I want to become old, but I never want to be such a mean person! Even her children hardly visit her.
Of two sons only one checks her every now and then and he always comes alone and stays for ten minutes maximum. I haven´t seen her granddaughter once. This is very sad actually. I used to help that woman but she kept going against me...