The miserable cow

Some of you might have noticed my Facebook status this week saying "....doesn't understand people sometimes" and "...can only shake her head and walk away." Let me tell you how all this started, so you might want to fill your coffee cups up (or tea), and sit down.

My neighbors, we'll call them Carrie and Robert. They got married a few years ago while they were both up to their arm pits in debt. They both had student loans and other loans. Their parents help them buy the house. All fine and dandy right? There's nothing wrong with the situation so far, right? There ain't no shame in your folks helping you out. K, so on with the background. They keep making huge purchases that they really can't afford. Robert will brag that it was this much or this big or whatever guys brag about. I let it go in one ear and out the other.

Last year got Carrie pregnant. She was a miserable cow. I passed it off as it being hormones. It seemed like every day Robert was at our house venting because he was in the "dog house" for just breathing. She was always complaining how they're broke, but yet she went shopping just about every day!

So, now that the warm weather is upon us everyone is outside working on their houses and yards. We're building a garage and Al needed help putting the shingles on the roof. So Robert offered to help since Al helped Robert build his deck in one weekend. Al was over there all day working on it with him. K, so here's the time line of last weekend.

Friday night: my neighbor (Carrie's best friend) was having a purse party. I didn't go because I had an article to work on. Besides, I didn't want to buy any fake Prada, Gucci, or Louis Vuitton. Robert was supposed to show up at 2pm to help Al. I get home at about 4:30 and no Robert. He finally shows up at about 6pm. Robert and Al leave to go get a few things from Home Depot and I can see Carrie smoking and talking on the phone. I had my front window open and I can hear her yelling at the person on the other end: "You need to hurry up and get home!" Can you guess who she was talking to?
So, the two men come back and start working on the roof of the garage. Carrie comes storming over and shoves the baby monitor in Robert's chest and says "you're watching Lucas tonight!"
My opinion: Couldn't she have waited until Robert came back to the house? It's not like the purse party was on the other side of town--it was across the street!

Saturday: Robert shows up early in the morning to help. He has to leave a little after lunch because they're going down to Calgary for a few days. He gets a call on his cell from Carrie (because apparently it's too far to walk across the street). She's mad and doesn't understand why he has to help Al and she has to do everything on her own.
My opinion: She's a selfish, self-centered bia-bia. My husband helped her husband for an entire weekend to build their stupid deck. What's she got to do on her own? Pack the baby stuff? Pack her stuff? She shouldn't have stayed out all night last night drinking and acting like a fool.

Tuesday: Robert comes over to say that Carrie hates the deck and that she doesn't like the color of the cedar. She doesn't like the red/orange undertones. Cedar is supposed to look like that! So, she sends Robert to the store to pick up a stain with some color. She hates it. So, I go with Al over to our other neighbor's house (two doors down from Carrie and Robert) to see their garage and to see Carrie and Robert's deck. She only has a few boards left to stain on the 12x14 deck and then it's all done. We go over to look and she's complaining to Robert while we're standing there, doesn't say hi to us, says "I'm going to the gym," slams the sliding glass door to where the kitchen window shook, and doesn't say "bye."
My opinion: You never EVER EVER send a man to pick something out with color. They only see in the six Windows default colors. Anyways, didn't she and Robert pick out the deck? Didn't she see the wood then? She would've seen it when it was delivered BEFORE they built it. Also, if you got a stain wouldn't you test it on something other than the deck first? And if she didn't like it why did she keep on staining the deck?!

And some other wonderful points about Carrie: she's making Robert buy her a $2k diamond ring, she made him buy her a Coach purse, and she wants Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses. AND she wants to start "working" on another baby this winter. These people have already had to re-mortgage their house. She's still on maternity leave and she's complaining about how their broke.

Oh! And everytime they get something new they always mention how much it costs or how big it is. It's like they're playing the "keeping up with the Jones'" game with us but we're not playing. Carrie had always admired my Coach purse, so she had to get one. Robert is always bragging to Al he has something bigger or more expensive (which the only thing he has on Al is the tv). I'm sick of hearing them talk about money. I never really hung out with Carrie before because something about her rubbed me the wrong way but I could never put my finger on it. Now I know what it is.

I know I shouldn't "fall in the trap," but if they want to play this game then I'll join just to be a bigger bia-bia than Carrie. She has messed with the wrong person after what she said Saturday. GAME ON SISTA!!