If Nasty Thoughts Could Kill...
I'd have a dead neighbor right now. Given that she has no friends in the area though, it might be a while before someone would find her, and so she'd probably start smelling up the building, and I don't want that, so I guess it's a good thing nasty thoughts can't kill.
Seriously though? I feel like I'm dead. Our neighbor downstairs kept me up almost all night. Then I woke up early. I'm ready for a nap already and it's not even 9 am yet.
Let me set the scene for you: Aaron and I had fallen asleep watching some Law & Order iteration (I think it was SVU). Now, if I fall asleep with the television on I usually wake up about 90 minutes later and have to turn it off. Aaron had the remote on his side of the bed, so I poked him to have him turn it off, thinking that's what woke me up. He rolled over and turned it off. And it got louder in our bedroom.
Being asleep, tv off = louder did not exactly compute for either of us. About a minute later Aaron got up and looked out the blinds.
"Do you see anything?" I asked.
"No. What's going on?" he replied. "Where is that noise coming from?"
"I think it's the bitch downstairs." (Oops, shouldn't have said that. That's mean. Oh, well. At that point she was being a bitch.)
"Well, let's just drown it out."
So he turned the television back on and promptly fell back asleep. Lucky. I did not fall back asleep. I dozed off, but woke up repeatedly until about 3 o'clock.
What was the noise she was making, you ask? Oh, YELLING AND LAUGHING. All night long. It's not like she's a college-aged kid that I would expect this out of. She's a middle-aged, religious, full-time-job-working woman. Who apparently likes to be really freaking loud.
This is not the first time we've had problems with her loudness. On many a night we can turn our television to TNT, turn off the sound, and still hear every word clearly from her television set. That part annoys Aaron more than it does me. I'm not in need of quiet at that time, so what do I care that she's being loud?
But this middle of the night crap? If it happens again I'm calling the leasing office on her. Again. Two more times and she's out. I'd feel bad if I weren't so damn tired right now.
Unfortunately, I'm also a big yellow-bellied wuss, and so it won't happen. But it's nice to dream.
God, I need some sleep.