Last night OH got home from work about 11.30pm. I heard his car then I heard him honking his horn. This is very unlike him because he is a responsible sort of person and doesnt make a lot of noise when he comes home.
So I look out the window and some chump has parked half way in his disabled parking space. at the end of his space the neighbours have parked their old trailer thingy for years so its blocked off that end.
OH had to spend ages shunting the car in and out of half a space and damaged the bumper.
OH is not precious about this space. He never plays the 'disabilty card', he doesnt rant and rave if people park in it when he isnt here IYSWIM. Even I try not to get het up about it.
But his legs are really bad at the moment. He is dragging one of his legs badly and is pretty unstable (legwise not head wise!) atm.
So when I went to drop DS off at nursery I came back and have just about blocked the offending car in. There IS a bit of space at the front but the driver will have to make good use of his/her power steering and it could take some time.
I can see the car as it is directly outside my front window so if the driver is a brain surgeon or member of the SAS and has to get out quickly I am very happy to move my car, or if they knock on my door and ask me I will move it.
OH has left a polite note on the car asking them not to park there too.
I know its all a bit passive aggressive but I dont know who the car belongs to and there were plenty of spaces a bit further up the road last night.
Just writing that down has calmed me a bit. I know I shouldnt get narked but I worry about OH. If he falls over