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Have I mentioned the new gal upstairs? As neighbors go, she is pretty alright--mostly because she is hardly ever home. Unfortunately, when she is home, she is very noisy and quite possibly DRUNK. Also, she bathes a lot. For example, let's look at last Friday. She got up in the morning, about an hour after me, and hit the shower. I assume she left for work shortly after I did. When I arrived home from work, she was in the shower again, and left the house shortly thereafter. I had a lovely evening which included beers with my Pops (discussing some very exciting upcoming stuff that I hope I get to share!), a bit of knitting on the sofa after dinner, and an early bedtime.
At 5:28 a.m. the new upstairs neighbor, let's call her Drunk Girl, got home. She wasn't up for long, but she sure clomped around (and ran the noisy shower ) long enough to wake me up. So there it is, Saturday morning, and I'm up at 5:30. While I got a bunch of stuff done, I would have enjoyed snoozing for another hour or so. Let's move on to last night. I was crazily knitting on my silly Chullo that I want to wear skiing this weekend, and didn't notice my bedtime had come and gone until the door upstairs slammed shut and someone started weaving around my ceiling. I (inside my head) thanked her for reminding me it was bedtime, brushed my toofies, and cuddled under the covers. I was just about to snooze off when some truly awful dude-with-guitar of the hipster/singer/songwriter variety turned on, with quite possibly one of those little subs that go with decent computer speakers set directly above my head.
I don't bemoan anyone listening to a little music while working on the computer in your home office. But if it is nearly midnight on a weeknight and your home office happens to be directly above someone's bedroom, maybe keeping the volume WAY down or investing in some headphones might be a good plan. I laid there with an extra pillow over my head for about 30 minutes before grabbing the broom from the other room and pounding on the ceiling. The music immediately turned off, but man, I don't want to be That Neighbor. I don't want to be the biddy pounding on the ceiling with the broom handle. Respect your neighbors, Drunk Girl Upstairs. Seriously. When you woke me up at 5:30 in the morning, I didn't turn on my music which I am guessing is directly below your bed. Well, at least I waited until 9 before turning the music on quietly. Nice, huh?
Anyway, I am having one of those preturnaturally cranky days with reduced coping skills, primarily because I am TIRED and didn't get my morning exercise in because I was awake much too late last night and missed the bus this morning. Or maybe it isn't unreasonable to be having a RAGE BLACKOUT over the fact that my work database is saying I (the primary administrator) don't have priviledges to access the system. I think it's time for lunch. And a long-ass nap, but that won't be happening.
That is so horrid! Ugh, I can't stand noisy neighbors when I'm trying to sleep. I very much feel your pain.
I have thusfar called my landlady about two different late night noisy neighbors who ceased to be noise late at night after my phone call to the landlady. Also, when the new guy moved in right next to me and proceeded to make all kinds of noise moving his furniture around at midnight, and promptly banged on the wall with most of my might and I haven't heard so much as a peep from him after 10pm.
