Ahhh...Ode to my GOOD neighbors!!!

Well, it was one of those days again. Got woken up by the bad neighbors, earlier than I wanted to wake up and, soon after, couldn’t take the constant thumping. So, I left my house for the day. I ran errands I didn’t need to run just not to be at home. Then, to stay way longer, I went to a movie with Chloe.

(BTW, thanks, Chloe, for being one of my beautiful diversions, and, yes, we are so going back for the $1.00 tacos next Monday! And thanks Tim Burton for that great version of Alice and Wonderland. Oh, Johnny Depp, you rock, too!)

When I got back home, I was immediately wound up again by the bad neighbors, but thanks to my GOOD neighbors, Heather and Chad, they chilled me back out by getting just outside my house an into a drink. We sat outside on our mutual patio, amongst my 100 plants (mostly succulents) and drank by candlelight. Here again, I can honestly say that wine really is proof that God exists and wants us to find relaxation and happiness. Inside a bulbous, stemmed glass, full of smashed, liquid grapes, awaits lower blood pressure (for me, at least) and GOOD neighbors are so, so, sooo life savers.

Sigh. Now, as the evening closes, I get back to being my boring me, and am on to fending for myself against the noise and will do my best to ignore it by watching a movie. Thankfully, I have at least a half of an hour until the bad neighbors come home and the noise starts again. Hopefully my movie will be more engrossing than the inevitable encroaching noise. Yes, sadly, as I said before, if said neighbors are home or awake there is no peace for me. Thus, I am all too aware of their schedule. They seem to leave most evenings for an hour and a half, between 7:45-9:00 pm, sometimes earlier, or later, for what I can only assume to be their nightly free dinner with one of their family members.

I would assume they have somewhere else they are going at this time, but it’s a natural conclusion it's a free meal. They are obviously as financially challenged as I am, else we wouldn’t have three people living in a one bedroom apartment making enough noise to drive more mad than than the hatter in Alice In Wonderland. (I’m just saying.)

Shoot. I wanted to be better for my next post, I’d said as much. I wanted to be more, well…me. The me not so jacked up on neighbor crap. Not so stressed and whiny, but it looks like March is a wash. My job is getting to me and my home life has been ruined by 25 year old selfish shits. So, no reprieve just yet!

Such is life. There are ups. There are downs. Soon, things will shift and the ups will be upon me again. Now, the downs, the noisy shit, the noisy shits, it’s just what it is until things shift again.

All is time. All is change. All is temporary. This, too, shall past.

But, thanks again Heather and Chad. You, my dear, dear friends and neighbors, have been my champions, my support, and my escape. Without you those crappy neighbors, they'd have already assigned me a straight jacket.