"ex"-potentially crappy

I'd give you a donation in addition to my gossip, but the paper for which I wrote during the last four-plus years went out of business and laid us all off a few weeks ago. But that's not the story you're looking for. For the last several months, my ex-husband has been a little stalkerish. He was showing up at different bars when I was hanging out, dropping junk mail he received for me through the mail slot at my office. When the governor ordered non-essential businesses to close, it got worse instead of better. He started driving and walking by my house in the city's now boarded-up business district. I, of course, had him blocked from all social media, emails, phone calls, texts. For some reason, I couldn't block his voicemails. And I got them night and day. Anyway, I'm rambling. Long story short, I had to get a temporary protection order. And then, on the day it was served to him, my (legit) crazy neighbor got mad at me for letting someone park behind me in my two-person, tandem parking spot and sent me a message saying he would FB friend my ex and keep him apprised of where I am and what I'm doing. ... Great. Once he came back down from whatever drug he'd obviously been doing, neighbor apologized and said he hadn't and wouldn't attempt to give information to my ex. Today, neighbor left me what I can only describe as apology art on my doorstep. It's a pretty thing he painted. I brought it in and sprayed it down with lysol and washed my hands. My hair is gonna be totally gray by the time quarantine ends.