Why do some people insist on changing you?

At work you have a desk, right? Well some people come over to your desk and ask, how do you find anything it looks like a mess. Who cares what they think and if they can find anything, its my desk. Well the other day my supervisor comes to my desk to bring me some kind of plastic antiquated stackables to keep my stuff in so my desk looks more organized. What! Then the other guy at work decides its good to be on her side so he chimes in that it would look nice and be a good thing, change is good. This is from someone that collects little plastic container tops at his desk, and reads all day. Sometimes when I am off for some reason, she comes in and changes my desk, taking my collectables off the desk and throwing them in the drawer, moving things, and basically mucking up the desk. Its a bad situation, when people feel they can just step all over you and rearrange your stuff and such its a matter of them saying "your things and how you fixed your desk doesn't matter, you don't matter" and they have no respect for you. Its humiliating, and very sad. Can you say organization? Have you ever had anyone try to organize what and how you have your stuff organized? Its stupid. Some people are very picky where things go and where they do not go on their desks, and very territorial. I think people should just leave my desk how it is and let me be, if I am failing to accomplish a task or something then they can say something, but that hasn't happened yet and I do not intend for it to happen. Get out of my space. . .please

The rain and more rain

So wednesday it was raining and raining until I thought the rain was going to come into my back door. I looked out to the front yard and it was flooded. My husband went to access the place and came into the house yelling that the fences had fallen down and the driveway was partially washed away! Eeks! I put my large mud boots on we grabbed shovels and went out there to try to divert the water. Oh my gosh, it was like a falls at a park it was beautiful but yet damaging. We started taking the debris off the fence that it had laid down and funny thing, neighbors were coming by beeping and waving! Get out of your damn cars and help us that would be the neighborly thing to do, but no---- that didn't happen. Jennifer our neighbor did say she was going to go around the neighborhood another time and would come by if we needed her, but we were about done. It was hot and sticky and we had been there for over 2 hours. Ants had tried to save themselves by climbing onto my boots and then to thank me they climbed onto my leg and bit me. You gotta love them ants. Ha. The next morning we went to the church and got 2 day workers to help with the shoveling, and come to find out that the one Francesco knew how to fix the fence. Woo Hoo. They were at our house all day, but they did a wonderful job. After that they went to my other neighbor who could not get out of her driveway and fixed it for her too. Lucky us. Did I mention that wednesday when I was in Austin I stopped to get gas and my car died, and I had to be towed because of bad gas? Same day of the flood. I must say it was a trying day at that. The moral of the story is that all and all you need to be prepared for just about anything the Universe throws at you, and go on and try to make that best of everything you have because you never know in an instant it may all be gone.