Apartment Life – The hillbillies

My bedroom window overlooks one of the parking lots in our building and there is way more action there than if I am looking off of the lanai. The bummer is the window has glass slats and a screen so my view isn’t ideal for pictures and some of this stuff has to be seen to believe. I can see all the lanais of the people that live in the building next to mine from the bedroom window too. Most of the people are pretty mellow because they are old. The only thing that happens with them is the ambulance/fire department are here a few times a month.  In the building next door, ground floor and the closest to the street there are some people living who we call the hillbillies.  The apartment is the same size as ours and we live in studio/1 bedroom. So basically a large room divided by wood doors with a kitchen and bathroom attached. I always know the dad is coming home because his car is super squeaky,  It’s actually an SUV but it’s only 2 doors. The first time we saw all of them pile out of the car was funny, like 10 clowns coming out of a mini car. Their family consists of the dad and mom (she was gone for about 1 year,  she’s back now). Two older kids (a young man (his girlfriend) and a young lady) prob 19-20. Twin boys about 11, a daughter about 10 and the baby (she’s like 3 now). They all live in the apartment. I heard our landlord is letting them stay there till the dad saves enough money to move the family out. The older son doesn’t work, his girlfriend does and so does the older daughter. We are always so curious where they all sleep. The dad pulled up the other day in a Chrysler 300. He has to park it on the street so he’s feeding the meter for it. So now they have two cars, he keeps driving the squeaky car so maybe he is watching it for someone? The dad works construction and they all seem pretty happy. It’s very “family” over here and I like it.  I appreciate it, I miss mine.

The apartment they live in is the same size as ours and we live in studio/1 bedroom. So basically a large room divided by wood doors with a kitchen and bathroom attached. I always know the dad is coming home because his car is super squeaky,  It’s actually an SUV but it’s only 2 doors. The first time we saw all of them pile out of the car was funny, like 10 clowns coming out of a mini car. Their family consists of the dad and mom (she was gone for about 1 year,  she’s back now). Two older kids (a young man (his girlfriend) and a young lady) prob 19-20. Twin boys about 11, a daughter about 10 and the baby (she’s like 3 now). They all live in the apartment. I heard our landlord is letting them stay there till the dad saves enough money to move the family out. The older son doesn’t work, his girlfriend does and so does the older daughter. We are always so curious where they all sleep. The dad pulled up the other day in a Chrysler 300. He has to park it on the street so he’s feeding the meter for it. So now they have two cars, he keeps driving the squeaky car so maybe he is watching it for someone? The dad works construction here in town. He’ll come home and they will all pile into the car to go grocery shop together. I think it’s pretty cool to see how other people live.  It helps me accept and appreciate the differences.  The dad is always smiling and I never hear them yelling or fighting. That’s a lot more than I can say about other families I know who don’t even live together.

9.24.16 dream.

I love it when either my mom or dad is in my dream.  I can’t recall ever having one with them together.  They died about 14 years apart and had been divorced since about 1973.

This one was such a trip though.  I was at my dad’s house on Gentry in Hermosa Beach and we had a home invasion.  My dad kept rifles in his closet so I grabbed one to shoot, I remember him giving me the bullets but when I went to shoot nothing happened!! Three times I tried to shoot and the invader (can’t remember if it was a chick or a dude, one, two or three) was laughing.  A lot of other stuff happened, it’s always so detailed and I don’t remember because I should have wrote this shit down earlier.

Earlier in the day I saw the home surveillance video of a lady shooting at the people who invaded her home, I’m sure the dream and this are no coincidence.