Sunday, October 23, 2011
Expectations
I chose living in a home rather than an apartment because I had expectations of a home, they aren't many but they mean alot...1. That I can sit in the living room and hear the TV without the neighbors so loud that I couldn't... 2. That I could sleep in my bedroom without hearing the neighbors so loud I can't....in the past week both those myths busted. I long since can't keep the front door open if the neighbors across the street are home, in their gargage with the door open, always seems to escalate into a fight betwen the two of them, then this past week it was their music...with the my door closed I could only hear it not my TV. Last night, as the previous 3 Friday and Saturday nights, the person living in the garage next door blasting his music...difference the previous 3 was not so loud it seemed it was in my house, so I could sleep...NOT SO last night...last night the pictures on my bedroom wall were shaking and the flat chimes against the wall vibrating to the wall. I kept thinking ok it will stop at 10, then 11 then 11:30 I went over and had to bang on the garage door to get them to hear me, he said "sorry" then proceeded on until 12:20, never again, now I'll just have to call the police. ...just seems there is no respect for anyone, anymore.
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