Monday, September 15, 2008
It's all about Personal Space
Space is very important, is it not? Breathing space, speaking space, room in the aisles at the grocery store. (Macey's fails this test).
What about the space around your yard? I know that the streets are legally public property, but in the 13 years of owning my home I have enjoyed having the curb around my driveway clear. My sweet husband pulls up, parks his truck under the tree, and all is well. Occasionally a client will enjoy the shade of our large tree as they park for their appointment. It is a beautiful space.
Lately someone has moved in on that precious peace of curbing. A silver car, parked early in the morning hours- it sits until 6:00 at night. Every time I walk past my window I wonder if I have a client I didn't know about. My morning of chaos spent running around in my underwear is no longer an option... is someone out there? Are people parking and looking in my window?
Of course, no one is stalking me. I happen to live across the street from a bus stop. The homes around the bus stop are a little trashy. My yard and tree look appealing. I feel very possessive every time I look out there..... that is MY PIECE OF STREET! But a nice young gentleman is parking here and walking to the bus stop, and disappearing for the day.
This has happened almost every day now for about 3 weeks. Tonight I took matters into my hands. I pulled out of my driveway and parked under my pretty tree. I am revealing my colors....a true mean girl who believes possession is nine tenths of the law. I don't know how long I will have to park there to claim my stake of land, but I am ready. I don't care about gas prices. I don't care about carbon footprints. I care about my space, my tree, my view from the window, my sitting at the table without a car next to me.
Yes. I am a selfish girl. And maybe a bit paranoid, too.