Friday, May 15, 2009


I'm totally exhausted. I struggled all day long trying to stay awake, alert and do my job. I simply did not sleep after the ordeal with the police last night - I might have gotten 3 and a half hours of sleep total. Now that I'm home, I have no pressures, can sit here and write this or just go take a nap, plus the weekend is here.

To be honest, I did not want to have to have Mary served with that order last night. I only got it as protection in case she held true to her word and was going to see the judge, in her words. This meant only one thing to me: she was going to get an Order of Protection, and the ONLY way to defend yourself against that in this kind of situation is to get one first. That way, if she calls the police, whips out the Order, I whip out my Order as well and then the police can figure it out from there. To think about being removed from my own home based on the lies of a meth-addicted person was more than I could bear.

Last night, her mouthing off to me was absolutely the end of it for me. SHE left the stove on, that's why I did what I did - put the pot away and put her macaroni away. She was just itching for any excuse to scream and get irate. I have NO clue what kind of complaint she was going to make to the police, but since I stood there and listened to her telling the police that I shoved her - it would have undoubtedly been a complete, fabricated lie. The police gave absolutely NO merit to her claim that I shoved her and did not want to see the video surveillance.

One of my next steps is to get a copy of the police report - I am hoping they put in there that she claimed that I shoved her. That way, I can present that to the court and also a copy of the video surveillance, which shows the entire thing, all of it. I'm going to burn a DVD with that video on it.

There will be a few things that will change with Mary's absence. First, the unbelievable amounts of laundry will disappear. There will still be plenty of laundry going on here, but I bet the amount of loads being done is cut at least in half.

There won't a particular person staying up all night long, keeping other people awake at times.

She won't be in the bathroom for up to an hour at at time, keeping everyone else that wants to use it out. There will be plenty of positives - but a few negatives as well. She won't be doing projects around here anymore. I will have to water the plants out front as well. I will have to finish a project that she just started - which isn't a big deal excepting it's getting pretty warm around here.

I am also definitely going to have to find a replacement renter. I can't even think about re-renting that room until court next Friday. I also don't know if the other renter is still going to leave or not. She hasn't stated this yet, though I have asked her in emails. Losing any renters right now - not a good thing. That particular thought was flooding my mind last night as the police were escorting Mary out of my house - but there are certain lines that I just won't have crossed. Having kids/dogs/tenants/me exposed to meth fumes being distributed all throughout the house via the AC system is definitely one of them.

Anyway, as I said at the beginning of this, I am totally wiped out.

I don't want to write anymore, so I won't.

C'yall later.

It Is Done

So, I'm sitting here at Midnight Thirty - wide awake.
The reason?
Mary put a pan on the stove with water in it - and then left the house.

I was sound asleep.

The smoke alarms went off. I say alarms because they are all wired together - when one goes off, they ALL go off. My bedroom, the other 2 tenant's bedrooms, my son's bedroom, the living room.

I come out here. How do you turn on a stovetop and leave the house? Are these the actions of a normal person?

Regardless, I took the pan, dumped the water out into the sink, poured cold water into the pan to cool it down. Put the pan away, put her box of macaroni back into her portion of the reach-in pantry.

Mary then comes in with Ken, the other roommate.

She raises her voice at me - then starts screaming. I told her if she didn't calm down, I was going to call the police. She yelled at me to "go ahead, call the police, call them, call them..........on and on". I looked at her. I will not tolerate tenants screaming at me in my own home, especially when I have an Order against them.

I call the police - turns out SHE --- ALREADY called the police against ME. I inform them I have an Order of Protection.

Police show up, the rest is history.

Mary is gone. If I weren't so sleepy, I would have recorded her "outrage". She did not get over the 'final' shock, she went on and on. It's a given she is going to go to court to try and have this thing removed. It's a given that I will be contacting my former tenant to please come and be a witness in court against her. I will have the police report from when Mary started the fight with Justine.

Mary stood there and told the police that I shoved her. Ummmm - okay, thank God for video surveillance. I will be burning a CD that will show her putting the pan on the stove, turning it on, leaving the house. It will go forward for however long it takes to show that she left the house. It will show me coming out.

I'm very tired, very sleepy. I wanted to write this to keep the story clear in my mind, though I have it on video, that's more clarity than anyone can come up with.

I'm quite sure this is only the beginning. The cops took her keys away from her and advised me to call them if she shows up again. She cannot get a court date for a minimum of 5 days. There may be other consequences to this - that I have thought about - but since she called the police on me, this was going to be a done deal anyway. I may be dealing with this in a multitudinal of ways.

Regardless, I am going to bed.

Decatur, Alabama. Got there last night - decided I didn't have enough hours to offload - about an hour and 15 minutes on the clock, tak...