Here in the Dunes, we enjoy a good time as much as anyone else. I believe that "Renters are being seen and not heard." We enjoy tunes and rocking out on the porch. Mind you, we are in the dunes and in a drought. It is the middle of the night. I sleep with my fan on, my white noise machine, my back-out shades, and my earphones in my ears. My neighbor and I had just discussed what happens if the party goes on past 10. My husband is way cooler than I am about such things. I was already miffed about the noise. I sleep beside the window, and my husband sleeps by the door so he can get murdered first. That is his duty as my husband.
Now, remind you, we are in a drought. I was awakened to A CASCADE OF FIREWORKS. Despite the noise-canceling method. My dog was so scared she turned her kennel over. The fireworks continued.
My neighbor saw my light come on and texted me. "That scared us to death". I called the local law enforcement and they were closed. I flew out the front door, my husband calling behind me "Guess you weren't listening to David Sedaris tonight? He looks at me how are you already dressed?
I stomped down the driveway and the gate is blocked by their company. I had to jump my own fence. I walked over to speak to the wife and reminded them that we are in a drought. It is incredibly stupid to be blasting fireworks in the middle of the night. It is no secret I have no problem with confronting someone when my sleep is disturbed or any time I see total stupidity. I told the wife you can't block someone's gate.
My husband spoke with the husband who was like just have a beer, dude. My husband informed him it was the middle of the night. My husband joked to me, "I don't know why you worry about being murdered in the night, you have a bad temper in getting woken up in the night. I glared at him. My husband decided to continue, "You aren't as funny in the middle of the night as you are during the day." Our other neighbors came over through their side gate to our property to have some lavender mint lemonade and to discuss the new renters. I will be calling the rental agency on Monday to file a complaint. I found that if you let such things go, they will snowball. It is the equivalent of letting houses have broken windows, trash heaps, etc.
My husband agreed with me that the fireworks were out of line. I told him before I went to bed that I had enough with the noise at 11. He was like "They are just having fun."
I am off to bed, dear readers.
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