Thursday, May 03, 2018
So, my downstairs neighbors... who hold 12 hour house parties, play their TV at top volume at 4:30am, vacuum their apartment at 2am, and play loud music (which they sing along with... badly at high volume)... have made a noise complaint against me to building management. This is because, when they wake me up at 3 or 4am (or earlier), I can’t get back to sleep. So, I get up and make a pot of coffee, have breakfast use the washroom, then sit and read for an hour or so, before showering, getting dressed, messing around on the computer, and then I usually walk the Cooper-dog for anywhere from 5 minutes to 2 hours. When we get home it is normally around 7:30 or so, so I wash the 5 dishes left from the day before and from breakfast. I do not hold loud parties that last 12 hours. I do not even own a TV. I don’t play any music in my apartment until after 9am... and then I usually play classical music until 10 or 11. I don’t even have guests over very often. When I exercise (other than yoga) I either go out in the hallways of the building, or outside entirely. Yes, it is an old building, and the floors creak, and there is NO sound proofing, but what h-e-double hockey sticks are they complaining about? Me, walking in my apartment... because they woke me up? I don’t stomp, I don’t jump up and down, I might might pace for 90 seconds... during the afternoon.., but get real...
I am flabbergasted.
And management? Says it is a he said/she said situation with my noise complaint against them, and theirs against me. Excuse me? How many times have the police been called to my apartment for noise ordinance violations? Yeah. 0. And them? At least 8 times... that I know of! Not to mention all the other people in the building who have complained about them. So, management has a plan so that the maintenance man can Witness the Volume Situation for himself... because of course, I must be dramatizing. I won’t tell you the plan, because the plan itself is not in itself a bad one, but requires me to call a friend of the downstairs neighbors to call maintenance... I see a huge problem with this... the manager had a couple good ideas for possible actions to help resolve this situation, but the method of execution she outlined puts me at a distinct disadvantage. I just don’t get it. I have lived here, pretty much uneventfully for 9 years (I was late paying my rent 1 month out of those 9 years). I don’t make trouble. I am polite, respectful, and quiet. But now... like I said, I am flabbergasted.
More and more, I am considering moving out. My main problem is the long waiting list at the other buildings and complexes that I would consider. Hmmm...
I went to the local village police station, and had an informative chat with an officer. Turns out the noise ordinance doesn’t really start at 11pm like the building manager claims, and the downstairs neighbors actually cannot “make as much as they want during they day” like she had stated. The noise ordinance is in place 24 hours a day for in the village! Something to consider. If they are obnoxiously loud anytime, the officer said to just call them... that that is a job for the village police. I have been kind, respectful, and quiet for 9 years here... maybe it is time that I insist my downstairs neighbors do the same? (I have to say the couple that lived down there before were lovely people.)
Despite this mental and whatever turmoil I am still walking the Cooper-dog about 7 or 8 miles a day, plus my solo runs, yoga, and whatever else strikes my fancy. My eating has been a bit erratic because my sugar has been erratic, so I am eating at weird times to boost my glucose. This hypoglycemia kinda sucks at times. I eat my regular, small, specifically timed meals, but my blood glucose results still are trending down lately... I am afraid that the stress is affecting my sugar. Sigh. So then I have to eat a little extra (protein heavy) snack to help support my glucose... those calories add up over a week! And my weight is creeping upwards...
I was working on a plan for dealing with building management in a reasonable and respectful manner, but I am thrown for a loop once again with this “noise complaint” from the downstairs neighbors... and the method she has chosen to try and resolve the situation. And the longer I think about it, the more flabbergasted I get. I really have this expectation that people will be respectful, polite, kind, and present well thought out plans... and I always seem to be disappointed. It is so disheartening. I want to believe in the best of people, but with a few exceptions I am proven wrong time after time after time. Ugh.
Not you guys, my sparkling friends, but these people IRL... make me so tired.