Flashback to last July. The jerk downstairs was kicked out for not paying his rent and we thought we were home free (previous ranting posts here here and here. Then our ‘new’ neighbors moved in. We were rudely surprised. As also mentioned, they are up every night until midnight, their 3 year old son included, stomping about, slamming doors, moving furniture, the list goes on.
It would be safe to say that E is woken up on a daily basis from them. It is insane. A couple of weeks ago I decided to take some action (after the dude downstairs was playing his music so loudly I could hear lyrics and our house was vibrating). Not only did I ask him to turn his music down (which he told me I was rude to ask that in the first place) but also asked if his family could be a bit more considerate knowing we keep extremely different hours and that they keep us awake EVERY day. Ah, a normal person would respond with an, I’m sorry, we didn’t realize we were that loud, we’ll try to be quieter. This is the response I would think I would get, even if he didn’t mean it. Ah, yea, if only. I was yelled at for about 15 minutes about how dare I ask him to turn his music down in his own house? His thousands of friends can tell me what a great person he is. How he works 14 hour days, as does his wife (I can attest that neither of that is true staying at home with E). Just total bullshit. I was literally shaking after that ‘discussion’, and E, on my hip the whole time, was not too happy about it either.
Needless to say, things have not improved. They are still complete wankers, making absurdly loud amounts of noise. So it looks like we’ll be looking to move in a few months. After our search from a year ago (good God that was awful), I am dreading it. But, the place we live now is just incredibly mediocre that I am somewhat hopeful. Someday we’ll buy our own house…it’s predicted that costs are still going to fall in 2009 in the Boston area, so we’ll be keeping our fingers crossed.
So, the previous ‘white trash’ neighbor was kicked out a month ago and since then, with the exception of work being done by the landlord, we have had a vacant apartment downstairs.
How quickly you get used to quiet.
Fast forward to now and I could not have imagined the current situation. A family of 3 with a son maybe 2 or 3. They moved their belongings in over a week, week and a half (all after normal ‘business’ hours, so the moving would be done from like 7-10, OY). Once all the things were in, they came this past weekend. Since then, they have been up every evening, moving things around, hammering, until WAY past my bedtime (yes, I know, 10 is a bit early). The worst part, their son is also up that late with them.
Last night was the worst of it. The noise was happening until 1 in the morning. Seriously people, what the heck is wrong with you. You KNOW we have a baby, A went down last night at 10 to ask them to turn their music down as our floors were vibrating, and isn’t it just COMMON COURTESY to not hammer nails into the wall at 12:30 in the evening.
I have no idea where all these horrible, horrible, neighbors come from.
Filed under: life | Tags: blueberries, canning, CSA, neighbors, pickles, winter share
Some good news on our family front….
Our annoying neighbors from downstairs have moved out-gone completely. Who knows who will replace them, but for now, it’s quiet.
We are joining a CSA winter share! YEA! Even though we’ll be getting 35-40 pounds of veggies once a month for 3 months, I am very excited at what this has to offer. I have been extremely interested in getting my family to eat only ‘whole’ food and also canning produce in the summer/fall to eat in the winter months. Even if I can just do a little, I’ll be happy. I made some blueberry jam on Sunday night from our Saturday trip to pick some blueberries and I made some dill pickles this afternoon from some pickling cukes I bought at a farm up in NH. I feel such a sense of accomplishment when I finish these things-seeing them all pretty in a jar!
But today has been a long day. It has been raining the whole day, E and I are stuck inside, and E is being SO SO SO clingy today. He won’t really play. When he’s awake, he just wants me to carry him around. All 25 pounds of him. Jeez.
