When Shannon moved in, her bold home colors were just the beginning. Soon, she began sunbathing right outside my 15-year-old son Jake’s window. After Jake, embarrassed, asked me to intervene, I approached Shannon and suggested she move her chair. She refused, mocking my concerns.

Days later, a filthy toilet appeared on my lawn with a note: “FLUSH YOUR OPINION HERE!” Shannon smugly called it “art.” Furious but patient, I waited for karma to step in.

Soon, Shannon’s antics backfired. She called the fire department over the toilet, but they scolded her for making a false report. Later, she slipped off her garage roof while attempting to sunbathe away from prying eyes, landing in a mud-filled flowerbed. Her sunbathing stunts finally stopped, and Jake could enjoy his room again. Sometimes, karma has a way of evening things out.