: the impossible wasn’t :

haystackNope, in the event, it was a goddamn breeze. Finding an exact duplicate of my old neighbor was just way, way too easy. Scary easy.

This new one, the replacement, is just as loud, just as inconsiderate, but brings a broader range of sounds to the mix. She doesn’t sit screeching in one place, she’s a one-woman stampede determined to set things in motion. Pictures, ceiling fan, things of that nature. It took no time for her to settle in and start operating at heretofore unknown decibel levels. Bam!, as Emeril says, she kicked it up a notch or nine.

So I’m off to new digs.

I found an apartment, had my application approved, now it’s down to the packing and schlepping and carting, the crappy part. Oh, I need to give my 30-day notice, but it’s written and awaiting submission. I’m proud to say I didn’t resort to insults or offensive language or name calling, but the urge was mighty strong. I lapsed into a little mild sarcasm, though; harmless fun, really. What’s the point of leaving if you don’t take a parting shot, right?

As for the new place, it’s on the eleventh floor. Tip top. Penthouse level. Nothing above me but roof and sky and birds. I’ll look down upon the world from my lofty perch and rejoice in the blissful peace and quiet. Or, if I’m wrong and it’s a noise factory, too, I can open a window and step out for a quick moment. Win — win.

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6 responses to “: the impossible wasn’t :”

  1. Won’t you miss the constant stimulation?

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    1. Ha! Good one. No. I think I’ve finally gone around the bend. I mean it, I started narrating my computer activities. That’s more than batty, that’s flat out crazy.

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      1. I’m thinking of publishing photos of all my meals until Christmas. At least they stay still, unlike my cat …

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        1. You should do it, Dave. I’d try it, but Rice Krispies look so bland. As for your cat, it may be the only one in all the world who avoids the spotlight.

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  2. Good luck in the new place. As long as we humans continue to live on top of one another I think there will always be some mismatch among neighbours. Here’s hoping your new ones are quite and invisible.

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    1. The property owners are as much to blame as the neighbors. No insulation or padding or weatherstripping anywhere to mitigate the noise. That costs money. Oy.

      I have high hopes (that isn’t a pun) for the new place — none of the people I talked with had a noise problem. Yay! And thanks :o)

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