Clearly, a very awful way to close a week and open another.
4/13 (Friday) - I blame the neighbors. Particularly the family upstairs. Their yelling, slamming of doors and throwing of things were getting way out of control, and when one of them wouldn't stop doing what I can only describe as a mix of howling and bawling, I opened my windows, threw half my body out, and yelled/ screamed/ shrieked "SHUT UP" (D commented that on the scale of one to ten, with ten being the most disturbing, the family scores a seven on most day, while I hit almost a 10. He was amused I simply settled back down at my computer calmly after that to resume work, and asked if my throat hurt). I have been enjoying complete peace for 72 hours now. I still can't believe why I hadn't made that request earlier. And I can't believe it takes an otherwise sweet and gentle (ok, I am evil, but I do have good manners) me to make them stop... Everyone else here is probably too darn nice/ cultured/ politically correct to scream out of their window in the middle of the night.
Yesterday's was totally my own doing so I shan't complain.
For comic relief: