Idiots.

I feel like I am in college again, living in an apartment next to inconsiderate assholes.

Except, hey, we live in a townhome. Which we own, and have lived in for over 3 years.

Unfortunately, the other two units next to ours are rentals. People have moved in and out of the homes over the years. We never got to know anyone well, because hey, I don’t effin’ care. We’ve never had too many problems though.

Anyway. Our newest neighbors moved in a few weeks ago, and are driving us nuts. They apparently have no idea there are Townhome Association rules where we live. They leave their dog’s shit all over the snow. They park where they aren’t supposed to park. They’re loud. Etc. Etc.

Basically, they are disrupting our peace and quiet, which we have enjoyed for over 3 years.

Today they are having a party. It started early in the day. Guests arrived with cases of beer around 2:00. Their guests parked on the wrong side of the street. Okay… But one parked in front of a fire hydrant, on the wrong side of the street. Duh. I called the cops and said “It’s illegal to park in front of a fire hydrant, right?” Of course it is. Ironically, the guests came out to get into their car as the cops arrived. I hope they learned a lesson from that.

So I thought it was over. I felt guilty for being so spiteful.

But Steven and I get back from dinner and cars are parked illegally all over the space between our townhome and the ones behind us. And they’re still having their loud party. We sit downstairs to watch a movie and we can hear their crappy bass through our walls. At 10:30. I head over to tell them to STFU. Steven comes with me. We walk carefully as to not step into the dog shit all over their sidewalk.

They’re drunk. Their house is full of suspicious characters. Whatever. They are polite and apologize. It better not happen again. You’re in the suburbs so STFU. We will call your landlord and we will call the Townhome Association and we will call the police.

Do you want to be my neighbor?