Last night, I had this dream where it was night and there were UFOs flying overhead. I was afraid of them but fascinated. I've had similar dreams before.
In this one, when one of the UFOs got closer, I could hear it playing exotic music from India. Then I could see that it was shaped like an Indian elephant, with ornate decorations. Then it started playing "The Night Has a Thousand Eyes."
There was more to the dream but that's the part that stuck with me. When I woke up, I was trying to figure out what it symbolized and when I did, it was so obvious.
I usually don't blog anything too personal or negative about anyone who might read it or knows someone who might. I'm breaking that rule today. This person doesn't own a computer, doesn't know I have a blog, and doesn't know anyone who knows I have a blog. But I have let her use my computer a couple of times so she could find it.
In the last few months, I've become good friends with my neighbor who lives across the hall. She's my age and is as crazy about cats as I am. She's gotten into the habit of coming over to see me every night around 10:00. Mostly, I look forward to talking to her.
The biggest downside is she's extremely snoopy. She has no boundaries whatsoever. She'll just walk into the kitchen or the bedroom to look at stuff without asking and she's always noting the details. I don't like it.
Obviously, I don't want her fooling around on my computer. That got started when she asked if I would help her apply for a job at Walmart. You can only apply online, so the plan was that she'd come over and I'd type in the info on the computer. But she decided she wanted to do it herself and I let her. Not long after that, she wanted to do another online application for another job. She had to set up an email account for the job apps, so now she wants to check her email all the time. I've been able to deflect that by checking it for her - so far, she hasn't received any email.
Another thing she did was invite herself to put some of her stuff in my flea market booth. So far, it's only one item but she has a whole list of other things she wants to take there. I keep telling her to get her own booth, but why should she when she can use my space rent free, right?
For awhile, she had a budding romance with our apartment manager. They went to high school together. She got him to put a screen door on her apartment. (All the apartments used to have screen doors but they were removed a few years ago when they put new carpet in the hall.) I was standing at my door talking to Neighbor and Manager while he was hanging her screen door. She told him he should put my screen on too so our cats could "talk" to each other.
It was summertime so I told him to wait till fall because I wouldn't leave the door open since I have AC. When fall came, she started nagging me to call Manager and get him to put my screen on. I said I'd wait until I ran into him some time. About 2 months ago, she got really insistent about it. I said I'd get around to it someday. I didn't get around to it because I Did.Not.Want a screen door. Because I Did. Not. Want. to leave my door open because of her.
I NEED BOUNDARIES. Also, I can't stand the smell of cigarette smoke. She's a chain smoker and I didn't want her smoke seeping into my apartment.
But she told Manager (her wannabe boyfriend) that I was complaining because he hadn't put my screen door on yet. She nagged him until he finally left a note on my door. I know he left a note on my door because Neighbor knocked on my door and gave it to me after she read it.
The note said he wanted to install my screen door the next day and to let him know if that wasn't a good time. It also said, "so I can get [neighbor] off my ass."
She was livid. "I wasn't on his ass!" (Yes, she was but I didn't dare say that.) Knowing Manager, I know he was only kidding when he said it. When he came the next day, I told him she was mad about it. He was really upset because he likes her. He likes her a lot. So he called her and apologized. Not good enough. Weeks later, she's still seething every time the subject comes up, and she brings it up fairly often. The romance has been nipped in the bud.
There've been other incidents where she complained to Manager about something that was going on in the building and told him that I was complaining too. But I hadn't been complaining. One of her biggest complaints is that other neighbors play their stereos too loud. Not late at night - I'm talking afternoon, early evening. If she'd close her damn door, she wouldn't hear any of that. I don't. But she tells Manager that all the noise bothers me too.
A couple of times, she's also remarked that she can hear my TV. I'm afraid to turn the stereo on when she's home. It's also a little difficult talking to myself all day when I know she might be listening.
Anyway, she's got a nasty temper and she holds grudges. She's told me a lot of stories about relatively minor infractions people have committed against her 20-30 years ago and she still gets all worked up about it. She's also a racist but doesn't think she is.
Also, she doesn't have a car. I've been giving her rides to Walmart once a week when I go. I didn't mind that but last time, she only needed a couple of things so she followed me around and commented on everything I picked up. I do not like having someone supervise my shopping.
A couple of weeks ago, I needed some craft supplies and wanted to got to Hobby Lobby. I can't come or go without her knowing about it and she'd been saying she'd like to go there sometime. So I waited until she went to work. I felt like I was cheating on her. It made me giddy, so I went to Walmart too. I'm planning to "cheat" on her again this week and go to the flea market without her.
After this list of complaints, why do I put up with her? Well, for one thing, I'm afraid to piss her off. Who knows what she'd do. And I enjoy her company. This is the first time I've ever had someone to talk to every night to go over whatever happened that day. Last night, she didn't come over so I went to her.
Because that's the kind of bitch I am. I'll trash you behind your back but I'll still be your friend.
P.S. What did the UFO shaped like an elephant that played "The Night Has a Thousand Eyes" have to do with any of this? Neighbor friend has a thousand eyes, a thousand ears, and one big mouth. And she collects elephants.