Riddance

Leaf blowers put me in a bad mood.

Somehow, they're always around when I want to nap.

You: "Oh. Em. Gee. Allie J. You nap way too much."

Hey- just enjoying it while I can.
Or NOT because of leaf blowers and the people who operate them seem to want to carry and use the leaf blowers all the dang time.
Right now, they're blowing the corridors of the apartment complex.
I live on the third floor.
There are not even trees that grow this high! Leave me alone!

I swear- if it wasn't a legal violation  to bust into the actual apartments, I'm sure they would be in here leaf blowing all my books around and papers, too.
(And sheets of paper are actually called 'leaves'. You can lol about this later.)

And it's not just here at home that bugs me. It's at school, too.
Today I was leaving, walking on the sidewalk, and there was a woman.
Guess what she was doing.
That's right. Leaf-blowing.
And I guess I came into like her air-space because she just kind of stopped and stared at me until I passed.
WeIrD.

I'm sure they only do it because it's fun and the least-strenuous way of looking like you're doing something useful and calling it "lawn maintenance". All you have to do is grow some dreadlocks, walk around, and swing a noisy wind tunnel from side to side like you just don't care.
Because you really, really don't.

And it's not just sleep they're depriving me of here at home. I also can't listen to music or study or do anything meaningful while they're all outside creating a hurricane in the name of improving grounds appearance.

When I get old and rich and have a house, I am going to hire a lawn service, and I will prohibit them from using leaf blowers on my lawn.
Unless I actually have leaves on my lawn.
Which we don't.
So WHY ARE THEY STILL HERE?!?!?!?!?

(See what I mean about the bad mood thing?)

In other news, there was a hitch-hiker on the on-ramp to I-16 wanting to go to Savannah.
I picked him up.
Just kidding.
But about a mile down the road, there were orange construction signs that said, "Be prepared to stop."
And I was like, "Lol- did the hitch-hiker put those signs there?"

Hungry Hungry Hippos,
TWS