About a month or two ago we got new neighbors. You know...neighbors aren't that big of a deal--but when one of your walls are connected?
It's a big deal.
The interesting thing is, for two years we lived next to a couple a few years older then us...who, in fact, were pregnant the exact same time as us, AND had their baby the exact!same!day! as us, only a few hours later, IN the same hospital--AND our rooms were next door to each other for 2 days while we recovered, ::drum roll please::, sharing a freakin' wall, yet again! WEIRD?! yea. I know. [Run-on sentence...but totally necessary!]
Crazzzyy story...but a fun one to tell, anyway. [Oh, and our kids were an ounce different in weight, and a 1/4" different in length! ha. Crazy, I tell you.]
Oh, back to the story. Those neighbors? Were AWESOME.
We never heard them. Ever. They tell us they never, ever, ever heard us either.
People would ask us "oh, do you hear people next door?" [Remember, we're an end unit in a line of townhomes], and we always would reply, "Heck no! The sound barrier is great...bladdy-blah blah."
Apparently though...that's garbage.
Once our new neighbors moved in, we quickly learned we could, in fact, hear things next door.
I gave them a break...you know...a few weeks to move in, bang things around, get their pictures hung and such---
But, we're talking a few months later now--and still, noisy!
I find it really frustrating (almost as frustrating as the lady who leaves her window open for her big-arse dog to bark out it all.day.long WHILE MY BABY NAPS...I digress...) that I can hear them pounding up the steps.
Seriously, the steps?! That are on the opposite wall??
I find it annoying that while I'm feeding my baby who wakes at an un-Godly hour to eat, I'm hearing car doors slamming, and the beep beep noise of car locks going on and on.
Maybe I just had it too good before.
But I feel all momma-bear about people (and DOGS) who wake my slumbering child, or don't give a crap that their car alarm is going off, and OFF, and OFF while I'm trying to nap-train Eme in her crib for the 40th time that week.
I just don't get it. What ARE they doing over there? I understand they work 2nd and 3rd shift jobs...but please, refrain from slamming, and re-slamming, and locking, and re-locking and whoops! hit the car alarm by mistake! at 2 friggin'.A.M.
I'm gonna go mad over here.
Trust me, you do NOT want to see me come outside in all my pj/make-up less/messy hair glory and go all momma-bear on you.