Leftovers

So now I have this pretty substantial pile of tree clippings in my yard. I really need to burn them, but with the unseasonably warm and wet weather we've been having the last few days, these things are just as green as the day I cut them off. I really doesn't help either when I'm getting out of bed around 6pm every night. That doesn't really give you a lot of time for things like this.

When I sent the return letter to the mayor of this little town, I included the following paragraph:

"I have one final thing to ask while I’m writing this. In 2005, our well dried up. We were forced to have a new one dug, and due to financial constraints, we decided to try to refinance our home to include the cost of the well. During the application process, we discovered that our property was incorrectly zoned as commercial. This is obviously a mistake, as this has been a residence for many years. We would like to have the property zoned correctly, but we have absolutely no idea where to begin. We’re concerned that if it isn’t changed, it will be virtually impossible for us to ever refinance or sell the house. Any help or direction you could give us would be greatly appreciated."

It's been over a week since I mailed this letter to the mayor, and to this point I've received no response. I know a week isn't that long, but I guess the point I'm trying to make is that I really don't expect one. This town's leadership is so unprofessional and unresponsive to its constituents, it will be a miracle if they get re-elected. Actually, now that I think of it, the last election was just a mass popularity contest, so I'm sure these people will be re-elected. Meh. I can't wait to move.