A Bit of Randomness
Most people go through life dreading they'll have a traumatic experience. Freaks were born with their trauma. They've already passed their test in life. They're aristocrats. --Diane Arbus
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Five Weeks
Seriously??
For the most part, I get along well with our downstairs neighbors. There are several habits that I most certainly not miss and chief among them are the knock down drag out yelling fights. And tonight was a doozy. The youngest child was throwing a tantrum like I haven't heard - yelling, screaming, crying and most importantly, slamming and kicking walls and doors.
She's done it before but never this bad. At first, I even thought someone was trying to break into our house. Then it jarred me more awake. Then it woke up Eric.
I was furious. And not thinking.
Instead of picking up the phone, I flew downstairs. I tried knocking on the open door and the counter but couldn't get be heard. I stepped inside and called out but ended up startling my neighbor. When I "asked" if it was almost done, she told me she was having a fight with her daughter and was trying to get her to stop. I "asked" said child if she was almost done, in that case, and was told by C- not to talk to her kid that way (biting my tongue from commenting at all about the way she talks to her kids cause they are, in fact, hers). I stormed upstairs again shaking and out of breath (really, we all know how well I deal with conflict and confrontation).
I stayed in the back of the house cause I am by nature nosy and that's where most of the arguing happens and I wanted to know if it was really over. And I heard C- rant about me coming into her house and that I could have called. Which, I realized after calming waaaay down, was probably the best thing to have done. But as i said - not thinking, only reacting.
So then what do I do? I start worrying that my neighbor is mad at me and should I call her to apologize for barging in the away I did? And I'm panicking at the potential retaliation that could happen in the next month that we're living together. Because people can't fight and make up in my world, apparently.
And I know I'm going to worry this to death until it's resolved. Which it may or not be soon. So I get to be all weird about what's going to happen until I talk to her again. Do I call her tomorrow? Do I wait to run into her and explain then? Especially since tomorrow is laundry day and I have to go downstairs.
Ugh.
It figures this would happen so close to moving, eh?
For the most part, I get along well with our downstairs neighbors. There are several habits that I most certainly not miss and chief among them are the knock down drag out yelling fights. And tonight was a doozy. The youngest child was throwing a tantrum like I haven't heard - yelling, screaming, crying and most importantly, slamming and kicking walls and doors.
She's done it before but never this bad. At first, I even thought someone was trying to break into our house. Then it jarred me more awake. Then it woke up Eric.
I was furious. And not thinking.
Instead of picking up the phone, I flew downstairs. I tried knocking on the open door and the counter but couldn't get be heard. I stepped inside and called out but ended up startling my neighbor. When I "asked" if it was almost done, she told me she was having a fight with her daughter and was trying to get her to stop. I "asked" said child if she was almost done, in that case, and was told by C- not to talk to her kid that way (biting my tongue from commenting at all about the way she talks to her kids cause they are, in fact, hers). I stormed upstairs again shaking and out of breath (really, we all know how well I deal with conflict and confrontation).
I stayed in the back of the house cause I am by nature nosy and that's where most of the arguing happens and I wanted to know if it was really over. And I heard C- rant about me coming into her house and that I could have called. Which, I realized after calming waaaay down, was probably the best thing to have done. But as i said - not thinking, only reacting.
So then what do I do? I start worrying that my neighbor is mad at me and should I call her to apologize for barging in the away I did? And I'm panicking at the potential retaliation that could happen in the next month that we're living together. Because people can't fight and make up in my world, apparently.
And I know I'm going to worry this to death until it's resolved. Which it may or not be soon. So I get to be all weird about what's going to happen until I talk to her again. Do I call her tomorrow? Do I wait to run into her and explain then? Especially since tomorrow is laundry day and I have to go downstairs.
Ugh.
It figures this would happen so close to moving, eh?
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