Cruising through Craigslist I noticed a place for rent that had all of the amenities I needed and since I was tired of being sick I took a shot and called them.

The place I was at on West Grand Avenue in Ellettsville, Indiana had been making me sick for months on end and was pure evil. So it decided to move from the pig sty I was in knowing that I would never survive the smell and particles that seemed to float up from the piles of trash that lay 2 to 3 foot deep all over the house.

The woman on the phone seemed cordial enough and told me the general location which was 1st. and Chester in Ellettsville, Indiana and that she was having a yard sale that day and we could talk later.

I was desperate to save my vey life so I drove over to look at the neighborhood and low and behold there was a yard sale. I walked up and introduced myself. She said her name was *** and that her boyfriend named ****** would be home soon so we could talk then. And that the house was owned by

It wasn’t very long until he showed up and we all sat and talked. They had some special requirements that worried them and wanted to make sure that I was OK with their self-medication.

He had been incarcerated and she told me like 600 times that she had worked as a manager at a strip club. I am in my 9th year of religious celibacy so my brain no longer registers the sexual innuendo part. And judging people about their past is forbidden, everyone needs to be started on fair ground.

Both situations, these days can leave scars and as time will tell this was the case. The fact that they had a checkered past didn’t bother me because these days millions of people get screwed over regularly, being a Good Samaritan type of person I am always optimistic that I can help people that were having a hard time move upward if by nothing else showing the power of positive and joy.

The rules as explained in the beginning were first and foremost the use of the Internet which I needed because I survive on the few clients that I have, by the third week they turned it off???? Was it extortion? What else could it be?

Anyway the other rules were full run of the house, use for visitors and small business gatherings. That rule was changed late in week 2 to I don’t want any people in the house.
Use of the washing machine, kitchen and a refrigerator. She even went around and popped open all of the cabinets to show me where everything was. But being pretty self-sufficient and feeling uncomfortable about using other people’s stuff I pretty much stayed in my room for around 3 weeks cooking on a hot plate. And trying to recover from pneumonia or flu that had been tearing me up for what seemed months as a result, I am now pretty sure, of the filth and dander in the air at the house on West Grand Avenue.

I told them a little bit about my situation and they gave me one week to pay the month’s rent and the woman said she was looking for work but was limited as a result of health issues. I offered that I could pay her to be an appointment setter and she excitedly agreed. Never happened.

I moved in, I was so sick that I could barely walk and Hunter the 26 year old male at the house even helped me get my stuff in.

Then I slept, taking some time once in a while to touch base with clients or to chat with Cat in the morning, then I slept.

About 3 weeks later my health turned a corner and I woke up feeling energized and jovial. Went to the living room and bam, provocation, bam, provocation and more provocation.

I tried reasonable and rational communication nope I was a target, a goner. With some people once they start that mean hurtful mindset they sometimes never stop and she didn’t, then comes as she warned me the boyfriend with similar meanness and corrosive behavior from someone that I hadn’t seen in almost two weeks because I was sleeping when he came and gone.

We had never had a single second of negative interaction before.

I was told that he would not accept the rent for the coming month and that his girlfriend wanted me gone and since we had no lease he could do whatever he wanted. True or untrue I was more interested in the thought that they think my life is like theirs and that I would be unable to pay and they could win the $200.00 worth of food I put in the freezer and whatever else I cannot carry so maybe they would have new stuff for their yard sales.

I suppose I may have told them how the lady on Grand Avenue had a garage and room filled with stuff that was left by people that rented a room from her and got beat down by the head games, provocation or filth.

I understand that sometimes people that have mean or hard lives turn mean and accept meanness as a sort of norm. But the preventing of my accessing the Internet takes it to a new realm…so is it extortion or sadistic meanness. Because it replaces “We don’t want you here anymore” with “We are going to harm you, your clients, your business and attempt to ruin your life”.

What kind of people would do that? I don’t know, but as I look back at history it was much easier to fight them or fend them off than it now with political correctness courts for profit that even the innocent and victims must pay.

Has our society gone crazy or is the divide and conquer working so well that hate and hurting people is prevalent. Whatever the case I am sick and tired or being abused and terrorized. Not to mention that the Bible says not to reward evil doings and people so aren’t we are all being painted into a corner.

I have these friends that run a little dog care business West of town and I kept telling them that it is not good for them to work 16 hour days for months and even years on end. And that they need to figure a way to get away from the place once in a while.

Having done it myself I know it is bad for both mental and physical health. It can make you hard inside yet at the same time mentally fatigued to the point that the misery takes over and what we once considered bad we come to consider acceptable or good.

The worst times I have ever been conned was as a result of my being exhausted.

Enter Carlie into my friend’s lives. First she and some friends were going to buy their property for 4 million dollars. Think about it, having a small business in the USA that almost pays the bills combined with a mountain of bureaucracy designed (now we know) specifically to make small business people’s lives hard. Year after year on the hamster wheel of almost and the slick talking woman comes up and is going to solve all your problems by giving you 4 million dollars.

And she has been playing that and similar cards on them for years.
Before Darla’s
OK let’s move on. I am a Boy Scout type that believes that judges are fair and square important parts of our society. I was almost mesmerized by the heartbreak of the moral bankruptcy and the resulting obviousness that the judges and courts were not going to be the saviors of our nation.

I got to live with the judge and learn what sadistic means. For over a year getting stripped of my human god given dignity because as he stated “You are the little people and us with our license to steal are going to take everything we can”. Unbelievable but more heart breaking than anything else.

Anyway he finally did give me a date to be moved because his girlfriend and her dad were coming from overseas.

December 1st. and it was cold. But my friends now friend Carlie had a friend that had a place where she rented a room for $100.00 per week. So I called her and on the phone she was delightful, saying that in the past she was a music teacher and bible study organizer. Which was so cool because as I stated before I am maybe a bit naive Boy Scout type.

When I first went to visit her it was very obvious that she needed some help and I like having things to do that can be eventually described as achievements. She was a hoarder and not a new one, like I told her someday they will clean it out a probably find dead mouse bones and even snakes under the pile. Saying that because as an avid hiker in the past I had come across those smells.

I honestly thought and we discussed getting a dumpster and having it all cleaned out and hauled away.

I think I was wrong, you see she only had one place to sit in the living room, dining room, kitchen area and that’s where she sat. It was exactly at the back side of the house placed so that she could see if someone was at the front door or who came in.

By the third day she instructed me on how to address her whenever i enter the house. Making new rules like the use of the refrigerator was fine until after i handed her the rent money then I was informed that there was no space in the refrigerator.

The hording included around the toilet so it was a risk for me to use the toilet. From December 1st. 2015 until October 9, 2016 I would go daily to a business or a park and use the bathroom.

Showers were much more difficult, I tried once to get a membership at Planet Fitness but my first workout hurt so bad because I over did it that By the time I got reoriented their old style of dealing with customers (customer care) cause my bank account to NSF for $60 per month, of course they blame the bank but the fact is they set customers up so that will happen instead of allowing them to use regular credit or debit cards which notifies you without an overcharge fee so that you can get the money in the bank to cover the fee.

Their customer care philosophy is about 40 years old, you better have the money in there or you are getting a $30 or $40 fee and in ten days it happens again doubling the damage.

So I spend $60 a month on overdraft fees until they close the bank account woopee gotta love Greed and Greedy companies that don’t care at all about their customers.

Anyway back to Carlie and Darla friend’s house and the renting of the room at Darla’s.

I shouldn’t say that it came as any surprise because the first night there I asked her who were her favorite kind of people and her, sarcastically or not said, corrupt cops and criminals. Then I found out that the other roommate had been incarcerated for what I am not sure.

The beat down came quick there to, 1st. was supposedly I peed and didn’t flush the toilet then there was to be none of my cigarette butts in the butt can.

After that blind obedience was demanded “You will take our abuse or get the heck out”. Whether she was just lonely or not I am not sure, but it was no picnic.

To give you an idea of what the place was like take 2 or three feet of trash and spread it evenly over the floor of the living, dining and some of the kitchen area. Then take a snow shovel and dig yourself a walkway from the front door to where she sat and then to the hallway. Along the sides some of the stuff was 4 or 5 feet high.

She really does need help. I was always so sad when people would bring her stuff and she would hurry to the door or let the Great Dane run to the door to keep people from seeing inside. The outside was covered with wonderful flowers etc.

And to her credit she did float in and out of sadistic. It worried her just like I am sure it worries us all when we get older or in the 70’s.

Worst of it all was that caregivers were coming 5 days a week and none of them seemed to want to do anything for her except for what was easy …run errands.
Anyway I escaped this hell to another type, the article beside this one explains.