Stairway to Aggravation

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One day this week I missed an entire day of sleep before work in exchange for new, pressure-treated wood, outside steps.
I didn't get a chance to take a before shot, due to not being informed of this work being scheduled. (I spoke to the landlord to please call me a day in advance next time).
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I've got a few obvious issues with the different placement. The new model isin't as steep, n so extends several feet further, overshooting the old concrete platform n ending on top of the grass. The outdoor hose spigot now obstructs part of the bottom step. After being turned on, the water pressure sqwirts out the top of the valve handle, soaking the step, n making a mud-puddle as you step off the stairs. Now, I want to buy some gravel for the bottom to cut down the grass growth under the structure, n help footing. I'm depressed they also ripped out some of my purple Lillies of the Valley that were against the foundation at the bottom of the old stairs.

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The hose will now need to always be carefully hung up to not be in the way. (Note: I can't control what downstairs folks will do). I could move the hanger, but it must go way over to avoid the electric meters n power splitter. Now there's downstairs glass windows at foot n grocery bag carrying levels to avoid breaking. The new wider railing top extends further into the stair space, narrowing it. Carrying things in n out will now require alot of extra care.
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I'm stressed out by the new issues created, n am totally irked because I like things done the right way, n it wasn't!
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I spent hours today picking up the mess the work folks left behind in the yard n driveway. I had alot of trouble walking in the dark to the new steps after work last night. Chunks of old, ripped apart wood, some with large nails sticking out, loose wood-screws, thorny branches from under the old stairs, ripped up plant vegetation, big hunks of upsidedown lawn, many little label papers removed from new materials stewn everywhere, lunch food wrappers, cups, bottles, n loose water-bottlecaps were left for me to trip over n deal with!
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Nothing bothers me more than folks inconsideration of what they are doing to others. (I would never do what they have). I have to work a job I don't like on nights, week-ends, n holidays, only because I need steady money for the rent- then they don't let me sleep, n make me clean their mess in my free time. I'm stuck with all the yard work too, or it is not done. I don't want the neighborhood to think this is "the dumpy house" n I've worked hard on it. The kids downstairs have ruined the lawn, n have never lifted a finger to pick anything up, tho their garbage has been all over (I picked it up). I cannot tolerate littered trash. I've made certain the folks are aware of this. Yet, they continue.
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Then these folks wonder why I always seem angry n in a bad mood! (Not to mention the frequent loud, blasting music at all hours of day n night, ie: during writing of this).


What a way to top off nine months of missed sleep one week before the partytime, student folks downstairs are due to leave... (Hurry! Please leave!)
Honestly, sometimes I want to just explode at them! Would you?