Any of you who know me know that I am no friend of change. I will accept it if I have to, but usually with much kicking and screaming along the way. Even self-chosen change is hard for me.
So it should not surprise me that even little, inconsequential changes feel bigger than they really are.
For example, we got new upstairs neighbors in my four-plex. There’s two of them, and they each have a car (as opposed to the other three of us who are single and have one car). We have six total parking spots for our four apartments. Up until now, this was perfect, with two extra spots for guests.
But one of my neighbors has been having her cousin stay with her for over a month. That means that we now have no extra spots. And not just that, but the new people don’t seem to realize yet that my upstairs neighbor and I park in the same spots every day. They are more or less assigned, even if not officially.
So here is the stressor: not only do I have nowhere for guests to park, but my spot could be taken at any moment. I might come home to no spot.
I’ve asked my landlord to assign parking, at least for four dedicated spots, so that this never happens. He seemed amenable. (Let’s hope that means it will happen sooner than later.)
And yes, I know I’m kind of crazy.