Grrrrrrrrrrrr.

[artemis42]

Just got word this evening from my sister that the woodland just behind our fence in my backyard in Manchester has just been sold, and now I have to find out if they're planning on cutting down the sacred 3-pronged tree, or the tree my pets are all buried under. I'll come home and chain myself to them if I have to in order to keep them safe, and the prospect of having to deal with someone's house being built basically in my backyard, destroying the privacy we treasure on the hill, is bothering the hell out of me at the moment.

Between that and hearing about the services for Eric, and other reasons that I want to be at home, I'm done participating in reality for this evening. I will now plug my fingers into my ears and go hide under the covers.

Later.

-Me.