Dear Persons Below:
Why is it that you play your very annoying techno music very loudly during the day so that I can not enjoy reading New Moon. Why do you listen to techno at all. I cannot concentrate while I am reading because I constantly here thump thump thump under my feet and for some odd reason cannot block you out like I can most things. Please turn your music down so I don't rip my hair out, I just got it colored and cut and I really like it now. But you might drive me to a bald head.
Dear Persons Above:
I absolutely love love love children; I have 5 nieces and nephews back home and hope to have children some day (a long time down the road). But your children are terrible. Or is it ma'am, that you do not control your kids. You let them run all day long back and forth through your house (which my parents would have never allowed) and I can hear every single step they make because of the wood floors you have. Don't get me wrong I think children should have fun and should be able to have fun, but outside! I can also hear them screaming and crying because I'm guessing the person who built this building back in the medieval days made the floors paper thin. I wish you could hear how loud you are. At first I just tired to ignore it, because I again love children and never want to make a person think otherwise, but now it seems like it is getting worse and worse. Not to mention hearing the kiddos running at full speed first thing at 6:30 in the morning. Nothing better than waking up to a stampede of wild elephants above you. I wish you would teach your children to not stand in front of my apartment door and scream and cry when you are leaving for the day. I am not one to complain but you make me want to scream and cry too.
Ah, the joys of living in a brownstone!
I really am not complaining, I love it here. I've just never really lived under and above loud tenants. I must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed.
A bit a coffee and a breakfast burrito will make it all better
Have a wonderful weekend
4 hours ago