Last night our next-door neighbours were partying. . .again. We've tried the neighbourly thing, asking them politely to turn their damned music down to no avail that we've given up and just started calling complaints in to the police. Last night, they turned their music down after the cops came, as usual, and then back up about an hour later (now 2am). So I call the cops again and they sayh I have to be up to sign a formal complaint this time because they've already been out once. Grumbly, I agree and begin waiting for the cops to turn, get my signature and ticket our neighbours. At 4:18am, unable to force myself awake any longer, I went to sleep on our nice big uncomfy couch. The cops never came.
Assholes.
Today I was up early so I could take Lash to Heroclix (Aeia went to one of R's baseball games), and also brought his best friend, S. After that we went to Chrissy's and helped her clear the giant rotting woodpile in her back yard by hand (no complaints here, she bought me my pineapple, jalapeno and pepperoni pizza. Dratted carbs). R found a lizard and caught it, so now the Taylor boys have a new pet. A mouse jumped out and scared Lash.
Between these two events, I am dead tired, but staying up a little later with the boys so they can enjoy their sleepover.
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