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An Update to the Reluctant Early Bird

Filed under: Daily Life — folkcat at 1:12 pm on Sunday, July 2, 2006

The good news is, the current neighbors are more amenable to discussion than others we’ve had. I had a chance to talk with the dad about yesterday morning’s problem, when they ran their washer and dryer at 7:30 in the morning and the noise of the machines carried throughout our apartment, waking me up 2 1/2 hours early. He was disappointed to learn of the problem – apparently, doing chores in the early hours works a lot better for their schedule. We’re finding it a bit difficult to reconcile our hours, which are based on my husband’s 3 p.m. to midnight job, with theirs, which are based on a three-year old child and two adults with early shift jobs.

It could certainly be worse. The previous neighbors had a 5-year old boy who they allowed to play indoors all day long just the same as if he were outdoors. Which involved much running, jumping, and throwing things. Not to mention the daughter (it was mom, daughter, and grandson in a 2-bedroom apartment), had a boyfriend who was effectively living there in violation of the lease, and everytime he was the only one home, he cranked up the stereo.

When we complained, they accused us of not being used to living in apartments, because that was supposedly what apartment living was like. They felt we were the ones who had to make an adjustment, not them.

Pshaw. I was born living in apartments, my parents owned apartment buildings, and I think I’ve only lived in a stand-alone house for 7 of my 45 years, from age 11 to 18. When you live in apartments, you make concessions to the fact that you are cheek-by-jowl with other human beings.

Our apartment before this one was an in-law unit attached to a regular house, and therefore, really didn’t share any common walls, ceilings, or floors with anyone. I was able to do things there, like using a hammer to set grommets in craft projects, or practice african drumming.

I gave up both activities when we moved into our current apartment. With both upstairs and downstairs neighbors, I don’t consider them acceptable things to do where we are.

Gryphon and I dream of the day we can afford to rent a more stand-alone place again. In the meantime, in the rental crunch that is New Hampshire, what we’ve got is a pretty good value compared to most units on the local market. It’s going to be hard to match the rental deal we’ve got now. So we do what we can to work things out with the neighbors, and hope for the best.

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Comment by laughingrat

July 2, 2006 @ 6:54 pm

I have a lot of sympathy for you on this. My last apartment (of six years!) became intolerable after two terrible neighbors moved in, one on either side of me. I had to move. And I might have to move again after only a few months, if the boys next door rent their house out to crazy students.

Thank goodness your current neighbors are at least decent folks. It sounds like they understand manners–just that they have very different schedules.

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