Apartment life

I miss my house for a lot of reasons. It is cozy, spacious, has a yard, has Alan and the kitties in it...I could go on and on... Today, I mostly miss my house because it is not connected to anybody else's house.

This past couple of weeks has completely worn me out. I was very much looking forward to a couple of good nights of sleep in my comfy bed. At around 3 am last night something startled me awake. A few seconds later I realized it was the doors in the apartment next to me being slammed repeatedly. Not only could I hear the noise but they were being slammed so hard that it was causing the doors and other things in my apartment to rattle too. If that wasn't enough, a nice loud screaming match between the couple who live next door to me began. I have no idea what they were yelling about, nor do I care, all I know is that for about 45 minutes they yelled loudly and slammed every door in their apartment. At one point I think they must have been throwing things at the walls too. The logical question is probably why didn't I get up and either knock on their door or go ask security to do it? This is a testament to how extremely exhausted I have been because it was far easier to fall in and out of sleep than to get up and go downstairs.

It eventually stopped and I slept in this morning. I am tempted to make a ton of noise this morning to disrupt what I am guessing is a sleeping-in morning for them...but I have opted against it. Hopefully they can work through whatever problem had them so angry...or they can find another place to live...