It was satisfying because the numbers confirmed what I had suspected.
Something had changed.
My household habits hadn’t changed.
My appliances hadn’t changed.
The unexplained increase had disappeared after Monica stopped using my electricity.
That was all the evidence I needed.
I never demanded that Monica reimburse me for every kilowatt-hour.
Honestly, I didn’t want the hassle.
What I wanted was for her to understand that my home wasn’t a public charging station.
Monica Eventually Installed Her Own Charger
About a month later, I noticed construction work happening at Monica’s house.
An electrician was installing a charging system.
She had finally arranged for her own vehicle to be charged using her own electricity.
We didn’t become friends afterward.
But the situation became much calmer.
Occasionally, we exchanged polite greetings.
That’s enough for me.
Not every neighbor needs to become a close friend.
Sometimes peaceful coexistence is the best outcome you can reasonably expect.
