Okay, I'm crabby...
Friday, January 18, 2013
Make that friggin beyond crabby. I'm pissed. I understand that some of you home school your children and that is fine by me. You do what you have to do to make life work for you. I get that.
Question is, how many of you live in an upper/lower apartment setting? I suppose there is a second question to that as well. How friggin hard is it to NOT use your upper apartment as a gym type setting? Seriously, it's beautiful outside. Can't you take your child outside to release some energy instead of literally running back and forth, jumping up and down, off the furniture, stomping on the floor making me think the ceiling is going to fall in?
The guy upstairs is divorced and I understand life is not all it's cracked up to be, but holy damn! Sad thing is I don't mind her screaming and laughing, I enjoy hearing that, but I am starting to think I live under a herd of elephants! Any suggestions on how to handle this without stringing the little brat up by her toes and slapping the crap out of her dad?