I'm back from vacation and catching up.
Deep breathes everyone.
I'm not knocking on my neighbors door waving a flyer in his face. Not gonna happen. I am not about to stir s@%$.
When I got to the campground my dad asked me at dinner if I was gonna let the neighbor mow my lawn again. I replied, "About that..." and brought them up to speed.
Seeing as dad has met the guy (albiet briefly), he feels the guy is just trying to be neighborly but sides with me if I don't want the guy coming around anymore. Which I don't. More so because the guy is not insured or bonded to do yardwork and if he hurts himself on my property I could get screwed royally.
Mom suggested I have my cousin (Police Officer) stop by to visit me and see the house. Perhaps seeing a guy in uniform will keep the neighbor at bay.
I stopped by the house twice (once before vacation and today) and there were no veggies to be seen.
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