My neighbors had a Labor Day party. Good for them, that's fine. They weren't loud or anything. But we don't have curbs on the streets here. So parking off-street means parking on lawns. In this case, mine.
I looked out the front windows in the afternoon to see 3 cars parked on my front lawn. That would normally annoy me a bit, but I had just rototilled that area to un-compact the soil so I could plant grass. Argh!
Yeah, yeah, they have to park "somewhere", but I noticed that they DIDNT park on the host's lawn... THAT'S what annoyed me. It's like that was intructions from the host neighbor "park on the neighbor's lawn, not mine"...
I let it go... I don't like to start fights about small things. I can run the rototiller over the crushed soil again. Small things can start bigger arguments.
But the next day, I discovered that the guests backing their cars out from the line of other cars, backed a dozen feet onto my loose soil. Tire tracks don't lie.
Mumble, grumble, mumble, vague swear word, mumble, grumble...
I hope they don't have another party soon. Otherwise, I think I may charge for parking. ;)