So you know how I used to complain about Bigfoot upstairs and the punks downstairs that were always slamming doors and smoking and letting their dog howl without ceasing? Well, I got lucky and both sets of neighbors moved out at the same time in September. I had a glorious few weeks of peace and quiet. It was all I'd dreamt it could be.
In October I got new neighbors both upstairs and downstairs. The downstairs neighbors ticked me off right away by taking up two parking spots with their big, stupid SUV. Fortunately, they straightened up quickly and kept me from having to point out the error of their ways. They do smoke outside a lot but in the winter it's not a big deal. (And sometimes, if I'm in just the right mood, I don't mind smelling cigarette smoke out on my patio. I can deal.)
The upstairs neighbors are another issue entirely. At first I thought it was another particularly exuberant Bigfoot. But then it became obvious that Bigfoot II has a partner and dogs and they like to play croquet or badminton or some other lawn game in their living room at 9:00 PM. The only thing that kept me from complaining to them or to the management was that they usually quieted down by 10:00 PM. A couple of times I awoke to hear stomping or thumping in the middle of the night but it didn't keep me up long.
Until last night. Last night was scary. There was slamming of doors, crashing of large items, shouting, cursing, screaming. It was awful in a gut-wrenching, horrifying, sickening way. I called the police. The police didn't get any where, but not for lack of trying. They knocked on the door, pounded on the door, yelled through the door, tried to get someone to open the door for nearly two hours. The scary person or persons upstairs never opened the door.
I have a bad feeling. It's a sad, scary feeling. I'm not comfortable in my own home because of the nastiness upstairs. I don't want to be here. It was better when they were just annoying, inconsiderate idiots. But now I know that someone is being hurt up there and it's terrifying.
February can't come soon enough.
4 comments:
OMG, that is so scary, jess! i hope february comes quickly and you find a nice, new, safe place to live.
i'm so sorry,that would terrify me too1
Can you leave sooner given the unsafe neighbors and the safety of your kids? Maybe a note from the kid's doctor to leave the complex earlier?
Thanks, everyone. Things have quieted down a lot since Saturday night. I've been able to sleep without hearing crashes and slamming doors.
As far as moving out early, I doubt it. And I really need the time to find the right place anyway. But thanks. :)
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