OK I have been putting this off for a while, but I just have to comment on something that has been bugging me for a while.
MY NEIGHBORS DOWNSTAIRS! I am so not a fan.
They have come knocking on my door to complain. They have gone to the apartment managers to complain. I received a note complaining about “jumping, running and banging”.
The last time she knocked on my door, I decided to just ignore it. After all I was taking the high road. I had nothing to say to her… After about five minutes of her “banging” on my door (I know, this is the same words she used to complain about us) I decided I did have something to say.
She says to me “I just wanted to invite you over so that you can hear what your kids sound like to us.” ARE YOU KIDDING ME? She wants me to leave my four kids alone in an apartment. She wants me to go into a stranger’s apartment by myself and she thinks it unreasonable that I don’t want to do this.
I told her I didn’t want her coming by anymore. I didn’t care. I don’t want to hear it. We live upstairs from her. We try to be considerate. We will not throw late night parties. We will not turn our music up really loud. We will not be spiteful and stomp on the flour. We will not hold wrestling matches. We will not even play Dance Dance Revolution on the Wii. But I will not tell my kids to stop being kids.
Yes they jump. THEY ARE KIDS! Peaches is two and her short legs don’t reach the ground hanging off of a chair or the bed. In order for her to get down, she has to jump. Yes they run. THEY ARE KIDS! They have energy to run from one activity to the next. I wish I had that energy. Yes they bang. THEY ARE KIDS! They bang their drawers shut when they get clothes out. They bang drawers shut when they put clean clothes away. They bang doors when they open and close them. They stomp to throw fits. They take the stairs up and down way too rough. THEY ARE KIDS! Just to be spiteful (and maybe not take as high of a road as I wish I could) I will post a picture of the husband laying out at the pool. Maybe then you will see why they can’t relate to the running and jumping thing.
MY NEIGHBORS DOWNSTAIRS! I am so not a fan.
They have come knocking on my door to complain. They have gone to the apartment managers to complain. I received a note complaining about “jumping, running and banging”.
The last time she knocked on my door, I decided to just ignore it. After all I was taking the high road. I had nothing to say to her… After about five minutes of her “banging” on my door (I know, this is the same words she used to complain about us) I decided I did have something to say.
She says to me “I just wanted to invite you over so that you can hear what your kids sound like to us.” ARE YOU KIDDING ME? She wants me to leave my four kids alone in an apartment. She wants me to go into a stranger’s apartment by myself and she thinks it unreasonable that I don’t want to do this.
I told her I didn’t want her coming by anymore. I didn’t care. I don’t want to hear it. We live upstairs from her. We try to be considerate. We will not throw late night parties. We will not turn our music up really loud. We will not be spiteful and stomp on the flour. We will not hold wrestling matches. We will not even play Dance Dance Revolution on the Wii. But I will not tell my kids to stop being kids.
Yes they jump. THEY ARE KIDS! Peaches is two and her short legs don’t reach the ground hanging off of a chair or the bed. In order for her to get down, she has to jump. Yes they run. THEY ARE KIDS! They have energy to run from one activity to the next. I wish I had that energy. Yes they bang. THEY ARE KIDS! They bang their drawers shut when they get clothes out. They bang drawers shut when they put clean clothes away. They bang doors when they open and close them. They stomp to throw fits. They take the stairs up and down way too rough. THEY ARE KIDS! Just to be spiteful (and maybe not take as high of a road as I wish I could) I will post a picture of the husband laying out at the pool. Maybe then you will see why they can’t relate to the running and jumping thing.
I think it’s been a while since they did either.
6 comments:
how frustrating! i'm sorry! i'm also pretty humored that you took a picture of the husband lounging by the pool!!!
Maybe you SHOULD be spiteful....oh wait...that's not nice. oh well. At least you only have to put up with them for a few more weeks!
April, you are a hoot! I totally would have responded the same way you did. There's a difference between trying to be considerate and letting your kids be kids - and coming from a mother of five - I would choose to let my kids be kids too!! You're awesome - good luck!
Your post was the first thing I laughed at all day! Thanks for the laugh.
3 more weeks of apartment living. It definately makes you love your house more! I know Court can't wait to play DDR!!
This is your best post YTD, love the irony. I LOVED living in an apartment because I had more free time then when we had a house, but I HATED having neighbors and how you could hear every noise!
This one I've got to share as it gave me a great belly laugh.
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