We live in a house with other people. It sucks. Even though most of them are nice. Today I woke up at 6.30, started my day and at 8,48 a.m. I dared to go into the garden use the laundry line that is there for everybody to use. Having my little one with me and had a conversation with her. admittely we didn't whisper. But hey, here the *offciall* working day starts at 7.30 which is the time when all the construction workers start their heavy machinenary. Suddenly one of my neighbor shows up and practically yells at me. They would still be sleeping their curtains were drawn and that should tell me to be quiet. my kids would be soooooo noisy blahblah blah. NOw I am mad.

I don't mind at all taking other people's wishes into account. But I resent when the first thing in a day is aggression. THAT is no way to start a day. If the person just had said: Hey, could we please have a little more of quiet time, it was late yesterday. I would have said: Sure and everything would have been fine. BUt no I needed to get attacked. And my children needed to get attacked.

I have never said a word when the pubestcent kids of theirs throw a tantrum that makes me consider calling the cops until I figure out it is them, again. I am not complaining about the ruckus the people above me aloow their kids to make. And if there is a problem I am nice and ask nicely. He had no right to attack me. He was out of line. And now I need to struggle to let it go, because he was tired and annoyed and wasn't able to not heap that on me. Drawn curtains are not a sign: Please let us sleep. Ususally they are at work this time of day. Ususally I am alone in teh house this time of day. ARRRGHH
Man, I just want to have a house. prefferably with lots of space between me and the next one. Somebody told me once I would like things. This is one of  the reasons I do: Because they don't charge your day with misery as often. The things I like anyway.

P.S. Those are not the same neighbors I love. Those are on vacation.