Before I bought my home, I took the time to drive by both day and night to be sure that the neighborhood was quiet. At that time, I was sick of the stress of living in a busy area with lots of traffic and loud people. I am a very light sleeper and must have dark and quiet to sleep well. If I do not sleep well, I am VERY grumpy. Kinda like this guy:
I will state that normally, when the weather is too hot or too cold or it’s raining, things are very quiet and I can usually sleep without any of that dreaded, knock-out melatonin. Well, here come the Holidays and our weather is the reason that most of us moved here in the first place! Cool and pleasant at night, warm and sunny in the day. Perfection! So, in come the visitors and out come the neighbors. I will say that most of my neighbors are very reasonable human beings who are aware of their surroundings and the fact that they have neighbors. They shut things down by 11 o’clock so that everyone can get some sleep, and everyone can continue to get along. They don’t unduly disturb the neighborhood.
However, there is always one, isn’t there? It may be a generational thing, but I hope that what I am getting now is not payback for being uncaring and obnoxious in my youth, as these neighbors are now. If it is payback for the same kind of behaviour in my own past, then I am truly sorry for whomever had to put up with me! On the other hand, if someone had asked me to understand that my noise was waking them and be quiet, I think I am the kind of person who would have been reasonable and toned it down or moved myself away so that I wasn’t directly under their bedroom caterwauling after the bars closed. My neighbors are exactly the opposite. To say that they are self-centered and uncaring is putting it mildly. The last time I asked them to be quiet because they were waking me up at 2 or 3 am, they were amused and got louder until other neighbors started complaining. It was to the point where one Saturday night they were completely drunk and stood in the alley in front of my garage directly below my bedroom windows and started bellowing stupidity at me in the form of drunken singing and laughing. Seriously? Why do people think it is ok to behave like that? Well, that was last year. The visitors went home, and I caught up on my sleep.
This past week two carloads of visitors from up north, one Wyoming plate and one Illinois plate arrived and parked in the usual spots my neighbors designate for their visitors, in the alley, across from my place. Last night, they all headed downtown to join the usual Gulfport festivities. Somehow I knew what was coming, but I still try to hope for the best. By 3 o’clock they were back and fighting with each other. Great! I find it hard to imagine that they can even communicate, given the fact that fifty percent of their vocabulary consists of “like” and “f***”. Unfortunately, I had the unmitigated gall to dare to try to leave my windows open and enjoy the fresh air while I slept. I have some nerve to dare such outlandish behaviour, don’t I? They finally quieted down just before dawn at around 5 o’clock and now one of them is sleeping in one of the cars. Perhaps I should make sure to honk very loudly directly at them on my out this morning…? No, I may be grumpy, but I don’t need any more bad karma!