Small Victories

Small Victories come in a variety of ways and disguises. Like my first victory of growing up is getting a career not just a job. But victories are what makes us rise above any other day and feel something completely different inside. Not in a hopeful or anxious way, but a way beyond that...it is victorious!
When I write about being victorious I'm writing about an all over feeling like none other, one that makes you just want to jump and say "I did it"! Maybe this is just a part of growing up but to me it was completely "victorious". For starters, I live in an apartment complex and I am on the first floor and I get a patio slab and a postage stamp of grass. I do not need to take care of this grass for it is maintenance's job, but still it's mine and I can plant flowers and do what I like to it to compliment the... OK you get it. A young couple lives upstairs and they have a new baby, and a couple of big dogs. One is a bull mastiff named Zeus, so you can imagine the size anyway. Everyday, the woman, not the man, lets her dog relieve it's bladder on my postage stamp of grass. It's to the point that no grass grows in that particular spot. So it be, I have told neighbors at the bus stop, I've told management at the office. But I never seem to catch her long enough to tell HER! But, one day here it was my "golden" opportunity. As she came back from her short walk.. I seized the pee-pee lady and stopped her dead in her tracks. I could've yelled at her and called her all sorts of names like the ones I mumbled under my breathe everytime I discovered she was here and gone. But I said, "Excuse me?" She ignored me of course and continued on upstairs. I then ran out the slider and started for the stairs but stopped. I yelled up loud, "Excuse me? Could you not have your dog go the bathroom in front of my apartment? As soon as I open my slider the smell comes right in my house.." And with that being said my heart beating for her next response. She said, "Suuure". Then turned and went inside.
Yes I felt so victorious!!!! Not only did I confront her but I didn't scream and curse I did it in a nice way that she couldn't refuse. That to me was a small victory. No cops were called no one had to rip me off of her for beating her up. Small victories are good!
Also can I add that she was scared to walk by my apartment and had her friend go with her and they walked down at least 5 feet more. Not that this is a lot but my fence will fix that.

Note: Dogs in this blog were not harmed in any way and it is not the dog's fault that his owner has him pee on people's private property. If taken for a proper walk none of this would've happened.