Conversations With Angie

Some days I talk to many people and animals, some days not so much to anyone except online.

Yesterday was a talk day.

I was at a rental house working and I had went to the store and came back. A little fluffy black dog walked up and I said ” Hey, where did you come from?” This dog walked over and gentle stood up with its front paws on my legs, as to greet me. Then she walked over to Tony sitting on the porch and sat in his lap. After a couple of minutes he shooed her away. This little dog followed me all over the yard while I picked dandelion flowers to eat later, then when I took a short break and say down she came over and sat in my lap and insisted that I pet her head, by nudging my hand 🙂 I told the dog it needed to go back home and I am sure it was the neighbors house dog because she smelled clean and kept looking over there, I went inside and when I came back out she was gone. Its strange to meet a dog and it love you right away.

Uncle stopped by when he seen the work going on. He was headed to the doctors office because his knee was swollen but he had been talking about feeling tired all the time. As much as he does not want to admit he is a borderline diabetic and he does eat A LOT of sweet junk food. I told him to cut back and he would feel better.

A couple hours later he came by and I had him to inspect the drywall repair 🙂 just for the fun of it, and the doctor told him to go on a diet!!! I had already figured that was why his knee was hurting because he started walking and he is about 50 pounds over weight.

Now a blast from the past that come to mind :

When I was young my brother said ” You are a flower child and you were born in the wrong time.” I never knew what he meant by that but it stuck with me as did this statement ” When you were a baby you ate any paper you could find, even my homework and everyone always said you would be a writer when you grew up.” I laughed at this one because school was boring to me and he had no idea that I blog today, or that I have two books written, not published but written.

Do you have conversations that stick with you long after the fact?

By Andria Perry
Photo By Andria Perry

Listening To People

Yesterday was a very trying day for me. I needed to get work done but everyone wanted to “hang out ” and gossip.

But what I noticed was that I was supposed to care what they had to say but no one cared to hear me.

ALL day I kept telling myself, I wished I had just one person tell me ” its gonna be okay and you can do this.” But that was not the case because I had to close the doors and work alone to get what I had to do half way done.

First I got caught while opening up a rental to air out before people arrived to view it. The old tenant came over and wanted to chat but she did not keep me long.

My tenants : The elderly ladies stopped me on the hill as I was pulling out of this driveway and I was afraid of getting killed by a speeding car sitting in the road so I pulled over but not after having to yell about getting us killed. ( they have mental disabilities and really Don`t care) She started about her nerves and her stomach, asked what to buy to make her go potty.

Next as I was unloading the paint and working tools from the car it was the gossip lady. This is painful. To hear the same things over and over each time she traps you. I escaped when she got good news and ran to her house.

Again, more neighbors asking for junk on the yard, take it because its just going to the dump I said. As I was walking in the house here ran one of the elderly ladies, I said I don`t have time to talk I have to work, she told me to shut up and listen to her, so and so wants to buy that brown shelf, I answered rudely, she can have whatever she wants from the trash pile and walked inside.

I managed to get the bathroom painted and I took a break and sat on the front porch. My sister was walking to the store and stopped for a minute and the elderly woman seen me sitting down , she lives across the street, and here she came. My sister took off and I went back to work. Tony was outside showing the hired help what to take to the dump.

The elderly lady sat on the porch, after about 15 minutes Tony knocked on the door an told me she wanted to talk to me. I went out and she asked me when was I going to mow their yard. I told her maybe this week, if I can ever get this work done. She did not care, she just wanted me working at HER house.

Its not that I don`t want to be social, I am just working but no one seems to understand that painting a house is work and you cannot have them underfoot. I pray today is different and I can mange to be nice but not talk at all!

Ever have these days?

By Andria Perry
Photo By Andria Perry

Special – Blog Smash Up! All Blogs In One Post

I always have to much to say but maybe not in three hundred works when dividing the subjects, so here is my first blog smash up. I will work down the line as I made each blog.

#1 – Getting off the grid – Learning to live free:

I did NOT get outside to clean the garden but I picked more kale, some to give away and some to eat, with a little to put away for another day.

Not that I want to be a loner but it seems that I am not liking the people in my life at the moment.

#2- Great American dream – Living the great American dream or not:

In two months I have had two move out and two move in, I do like it like that. That means no down time for the rent, although I prorate so I am only loosing one half a month and not a whole month. I gained a handyman and he is no longer homeless.

I am working more and more with the writing on line. I am active on two sites, I post weekly at another ( till I am paid) and I am thinking about joining a couple of small timers to see how it goes with the ” what is for dinner posts”.

I am always thinking of way to make money, not as greed but to pay for the things I require in life.

#3 – Never pay full price :

Last week was an awesome week for coupons and shopping.

I got free foods for the stockpile that include, Mayonnaise ( six month supply! ) I got free cake mix / brownie mix and FREE cake frosting.

This week its looking like, just by glancing at the coupons and a sale paper, twelve cans of veggies for $1.00! Come on you know that is some just about free can goods right there!

#4 Conversations – Serious or not:

First I would like to say that if you tell someone that someone else is asleep that does NOT mean call! Yes she did.


The best one sided conversations, via voice mail is ……
The last tenant that moved wanted to know when I was mailing the check for his damage deposit, Roger dodger always said ” I get paid on Friday”, My unspoken answer is ” I get paid Friday but you owe me!” Yep, that will be in a letter with proof.

#5 Food For Everyone :

Maybe I am slacking a little on this blog, maybe because I am writing a cook book and I don`t want to share all of it free. But I will still share a few yummy things with ya`s. Who Likes Kale …..LOL.

Okay there is my blogs in one minute and under 500 words.

By Andria Perry
Photos by Andria Perry

Conversation With Angie – To Much Bull

See this is where conversations can take a turn around to put out a heated moment or to resolve what one sees as a problem. Bull sh*ting and Bull sh*ter.

While I was inspecting one of my rental properties the tenant was telling me what she needed fixed as I was checking out for her cleanliness, she is known to me to hoard and not clean, she told me ” we have a water leak somewhere”. I asked “where?”. She did not know but he water bill was higher. I had to explain that I could not find it, she would have to tell me where its leaking for me to fix it. She told me that her dog went under the house and that there is a huge deep hole under the house, why?

Now I am on my toes and I do not miss a beat when I explained “Back in the old days people dug root cellars to store their canned foods, it had to be cool and dark”. They agreed that people used to do this practice. Seriously, I have no idea why there is a huge hole under the house unless its an unfinished basement from eighty years ago. 🙂


Last week the night time guy at the gas station sold Tony a carton of cigarettes, a new brand for him to try, but he tossed 10 packs in a bag and not the carton.

After two packs Tony decided he could not smoke them that they were to strong and took them back. The day cashier was a total Botch and Tony came back to the car mad with the cigarettes in hand. The cashier refused to let him talk to the manager.

This morning I went in for my weekly Sunday News papers and the manager was working, I know her from shopping at this store so while the store was empty I talked with her about what had happened.

I told her about the rude encounter and she told me she heard something about it. Then she added that she is not supposed to say anything but knowing me somewhat and I have no harm toward anyone she told me when she is in back she is with money and that is why she could not come out.

Here comes the billsh*t.

She told me they cannot by law take cigarettes back for an exchange or refund.What??!?!?!? Bull. Wanna know why? if that was true where are the signs? If refunds or exchanges for tobacco products is against the law there would be a huge sign stating this fact. All sales final. Right?

I got another one too, she said ” we cannot sell generic cigarettes in a carton they have to be loose”. WHAT?!?!?!

I do like this manager but c`mon cant bull sh*t a bull sh*tter! I do not see this as underestimating my intelligence but as being a peace maker. I run a business and I know how that goes BUT… come on now!

When I was 19 years old I worked as a “go for” this blind man for his store, I bought cigarettes from the wholesale house. This man gave me a list and the money with his tax number and I drove my truck and picked up his order. The cigarettes are owned by each store and has nothing to do with who exchanges or refunds. The state only enforces sale to minors.

So this is how this situation will play out, I can call home office and I ask these questions or I call the state of Alabama and ask them these questions, why ask? I am a facts kind of person.

I will also report this same cashier for what she said when asked for something to check the oil in my truck, I said” I need something to wipe the oil stick to check my oil” that same cashier replied ” you`ll have to go to another gas station if you want that service”. I kid you not! Her boyfriend offered me a paper towel, not the lady running the place.The manager at the time was told but nothing was done because she is still there.

How do you bull sh*it a bull sh*tter?

By Andria Perry
Photo By Andria Perry