They even tried suing me — the suit got tossed, and they had to pay my legal fees — and they attempted to rally our neighbors into forming an HOA to force me to repaint.
Our neighbors told them to get lost, so now they’re alienated by everyone.
Then I had to go out of town for two weeks, to visit my daughter.
When I got back, my house was gray.
I almost drove right past it, because I’m so used to my yellow house.
The neighbor from across the street, a retired man named Walter, came over and showed me photos he’d taken of the painting company setting up and doing the work.
He and another neighbor had called the police, but the painting company had a valid work order and had been paid, so the police couldn’t do anything at the scene.
It seemed everything done to my house was technically legal, and no lasting damage had been done.
But I was enraged.
And I put my revenge plan into action.
