Night of unsettlement
Aug. 2nd, 2005 10:31 amI've not been sleeping well since my father died, in fact, since before. Last night because I exercised and note carded my way to the end of my novel, so I was more than ready for bed. I really felt, for the first time in a long time, like I was sinking into some nice deep sleep.
That lasted until about 1AM, when my neighbors started yelling and screaming at each other about 15 feet away. (Our bedrooms share a wall, and I could hear clearly about every 5th word.)
I woke from the deepest, warmest, most comfortable sleep I can recall lately, to their violent argument. I was still so tired, half-asleep, practically a step away from sleepwalking, but because I was jealous of my sleep I decided to do something.
I stood up, faced the wall, and hit it three times with the heel of my right hand. I didn't say anything, or scream at the neighbors, I just used the timeless agreed upon way to communicate with noisy neighbors, right?
They went a bit quiet, and then started yelling at each other about...something, something, "neighbors".
It got really quiet, and as I started to nestle back in, the woman attacked the wall, harder than I did and screamed '@SSHOLE'. Then they both commenced with more screaming and arguing. They were so loud by then, that my husband came up from downstairs and asked me what was going on.
We had a brief conversation where I told him I had pounded on the wall, and he could still hear them arguing. He kindly helped me get to the spare bedroom, and promised he’d make sure I woke up on time. I grabbed my pillow and blanket like a child and dragged them down the hallway. He even turned on the dryer, so it'd be harder to hear screaming. I was still able to hear them, a bit here and there, on the other end of our house over the dryer noise. It took me a good while to fall asleep again. The bright green light of the airport express, and the blinking green light of the router were distracting.
Anyway, I'm a bit tired, and unsettled. I dislike discord, and I'm little worried that my neighbors will do something violent to each other or me.
*this isn't the first time they've argued so loud, but the first time I've done anything about it. It's only happened a couple times before. Always really late/early though.
That lasted until about 1AM, when my neighbors started yelling and screaming at each other about 15 feet away. (Our bedrooms share a wall, and I could hear clearly about every 5th word.)
I woke from the deepest, warmest, most comfortable sleep I can recall lately, to their violent argument. I was still so tired, half-asleep, practically a step away from sleepwalking, but because I was jealous of my sleep I decided to do something.
I stood up, faced the wall, and hit it three times with the heel of my right hand. I didn't say anything, or scream at the neighbors, I just used the timeless agreed upon way to communicate with noisy neighbors, right?
They went a bit quiet, and then started yelling at each other about...something, something, "neighbors".
It got really quiet, and as I started to nestle back in, the woman attacked the wall, harder than I did and screamed '@SSHOLE'. Then they both commenced with more screaming and arguing. They were so loud by then, that my husband came up from downstairs and asked me what was going on.
We had a brief conversation where I told him I had pounded on the wall, and he could still hear them arguing. He kindly helped me get to the spare bedroom, and promised he’d make sure I woke up on time. I grabbed my pillow and blanket like a child and dragged them down the hallway. He even turned on the dryer, so it'd be harder to hear screaming. I was still able to hear them, a bit here and there, on the other end of our house over the dryer noise. It took me a good while to fall asleep again. The bright green light of the airport express, and the blinking green light of the router were distracting.
Anyway, I'm a bit tired, and unsettled. I dislike discord, and I'm little worried that my neighbors will do something violent to each other or me.
*this isn't the first time they've argued so loud, but the first time I've done anything about it. It's only happened a couple times before. Always really late/early though.