Drama

Hey there.

Doesn't indigestion suck???? Ugh. I don't celebrate St. Patrick's day but my neighbors did, then proceeded to come home at 1:45 am and have a ginormous fight (think: Get the f*ck out! Get out! get the f*ck out!)complete with throwing sh*t down the stairs and off the balcony/loft that reverberated off my wall and kept shaking my metal cafe sculpture. This all lasted until 3:30, so I was up, too. I wish it had been from indigestion.

To make a long story short (that'll be a first!)--he seemed okay when he first moved in, but ever since his boyfriend moved in it's been a little louder. They have (loud) parties and tend to go out and come in at bar closing time, which of course wakes my middle age a*ss up. It's not the first time they've had such a fight , although this one was worse. And on a work night. I have been reluctant to complain because the unit across the hall and on the other side are vacant and I figured they'd figure out it's me. And I don't trust them (mid-20s tops) or their maturity level to not make my life miserable in retaliation. But today I had to say something to the manager. I figured that the people below them must have heard too--as well as some a few doors down. Irregardless (ha) I don't care if they know it's me. They need to know it's not okay. The manager is going to send a letter saying complaints have been made and there is a concern for their safety, so if it happens again the authorities will be called. I'm not going to knock on their door while they are in a drunken drama queen rage, but I will call 911 next time.

It's been gorgeous here too, so despite desperately wanting to nap, I stopped for a margarita on my way home instead. Now I'm almost ready for bed, happy that tomorrow is Friday.

I don't have anything going on tomorrow--except maybe a Lenten steak (haha)--but Saturday I am meeting D for sushi for lunch and then going straight to L's for an overnight with the kids. On Sunday my b-i-l's friend (former coworker from NJ who makes great meatballs and sauce) is coming up for dinner with an Italian feast in tow.

Sounds like you have a lot going on this weekend...fun stuff, too! I hope the signing goes well and the dinner party goes well  and will send white light to you and all your friends... Eyes on the prize: Sunday with nothing to do! Good luck!

Love you,
Barb