I've got the rainy day blues

And possibly a case of the Mondays. It's been raining for what already feels like an eternity. It's incredible rain and despite minor delays of sunshine in the rainy onslaught it still feels continuous. It's supposed to be like this all week. It's pretty unreal in some areas. All I want to do is curl up with a good book and come tea or cocoa in my array of special mugs and snooze the day away. Maybe nosh on some cadbury chocolate with my blue bink and the dog and pop in a DVD or two. But, I'm here at work and fighting it.
H. is finally feeling better it seems and T.D. is so far not showing signs of the dreaded pox. I hope we sail through this but the incubation period can be long so it might not happen for a bit. I'm just not feeling very kicky right now. I think it's a combo of things- the rain, my wonderful monthly visit and possibly being off the 'z'. I broke down on Sunday and took one pill. I was just feeling very low and Saturday had been a real bad day, going to a funeral did not help. H. and I have discussed it and I just don't know how to get out of this funk. I have a string of good days and a then some bad ones. It's unlike any situation I've ever been in. I'm determined to get through it though and soldier on so to speak. I'm less hungry though which is nice. No more of that insatiable starving feeling. I'm also sleeping better without the vivid crazy dreams and hangover headache feeling during the day. That's a relief and the nosebleeds are gone. The anger feelings too. I'm still just feeling down though or sometimes that I'll cry over nothing. This better just be my stupid period.

Ok enough of that. The poop war/ neighbor feud silently continues. Sunday morning awoke with the hopes that the front yard would be cleaned up. By rain or by the morons next door I didn't care. Alas, my dreams and hopes were crushed as was my morning paper. The poop has not only not been cleaned up but it's multiplied. AUGH!!! Even my Mom who is normally always about taking the high road or turning the other cheek thinks I should just pick it up and continue to place it on their front step. I seriously think the dog walker they've hired also doesn't pick up because that would explain the afternoon additions to the front lawn on Friday while they were at work. That has to be the dumbest, laziest dog walker ever. I want to fire them. I've decided that I'm calling the Po Po on their asses next time I see them with the dog outside. That's it. It's now a county issue. I've told Lexie that she's on day shift and needs to be on the lookout for any crap activity. She's probably not reliable as a source but whatever. I've also considred typing up a letter telling them to straighten out or else! Or else what I'm not sure but this has GOT TO STOP!!! I'm so disgusted. I'm also obsessesed. The fact that an ear of corn has also been tossed out on the front lawn as an offering to squirrels just makes it that much worse. I do not feel like waging war with those chattering rodents.

This brings me to the long delayed installment of THE QUESTION OF THE WEEK:

What would you do if you were in this situation with your neighbors? Let me know I'm getting desperate.