Okay, so that ain't funny. Tuvalu is really sinking. The neighbour's "Party Island" has been taken care of. I went out there this morning and decided that I would just up and move it myself. I think they might have put it closer to our house. I'm sure they didn't. So, I put my shorts and tank top on and made my coffee. I brushed my teeth and added a splash of Bailies to the mix. I ventured outside with my sarong to lay on, my book and coffee mug in tow. I set them all down and went over and grabbed hold of the "party island" and done drug it to the front of their property. Nothing wrong with it and no hard feelings and nothing ignorant on my part. We haven't spoken all day. They haven't partied in front of our place either. :)
I'm not sure if they are intentional in their placement of their seadoos or not. However, it is directly infront of our house again. I wonder if tomorrow I will move it...nah. They can be as passive aggressive as they choose to be. Mission accomplished - no more island in front of our place. I just hope it doesn't get ugly. I'm going to remain calm and speak my mind and be honest about it all. Feelings in check are important. I don't need to let my anger overwhelm me. I need to be aware of these things - that's all - be aware of me.
BTW: The book I'm reading right now is "Sit down and shut up" by Brad Warner. So I guess in the short version of the story, I did get out there and sit down and shut up. I suppose my actions spoke for myself. So I added in the movement of the party island. Really, I didn't add anything or start a fight or a war or anything like that. I just went out there moved something back to the proper owner and I sat down and shut up.