I'm sorry that this posting is so far from my norm. It's something that has been sort of upsetting me lately, so I figured that writing about it would help. Very early this morning (around 3am) I was awakened by the vicious screaming of profanities from my downstairs neighbor. This being the 5th time that this has happened in a matter of two months! It continues on (for usually) about 2 or 3 hours. His voice being the one most clearly heard, as he screams on and on about how she's ruining his life..or "**CK! **CK!**CK! I'm not going through this again!" Then I hear her crying and glass breaking. It's all very alarming and upsetting, to say the least. Thankfully, Isaac and Devon always manage to sleep blissfully through it all (I'm just the light sleeper, I suppose?) Lucky me:(
The reason I'm certain that its' my downstairs neighbor is because the last time this happened, I grabbed my robe and snuck out the door...following the screaming until I zeroed in on the culprit. My neighbor directly beneath us. Then I went back home and called the police.
Ironically, this is the same exact guy who accused Isaac and I of child abuse last Fall! Devon was throwing one of those temper tantrums that nothing can solve. About 10 minutes into it, we get a knock on our front door. Surprise! It's our downstairs neighbor. He and Isaac go out into the hallway, and I hear them start to exchange some heated remarks as I'm finally starting to get Devon to calm down inside our unit. Isaac told me that he actually had the audacity to accuse us of child abuse and even threatened to call the police on us! One week later, he actually does this (at 2am) while Devon and I are watching TV together (her sleeping schedule had gone out of whack the way that babies schedules often do) The police actually apologised to me, since it was obvious that there was no abuse going on.
Later, I bump into our "neighbor from hell" in the laundry room. I told him that I couldn't believe that he would be so quick to assume the worst of someone whom he had never even met before! He actually attempted to try and tell me that he hadn't accused us of child abuse and that Isaac was a liar! "DO NOT EVER CALL MY HUSBAND A LIAR!" I didn't shout, but made it very apparent that I was totally upset and turned away from him to finish my laundry. But I could see him from my peripheral...just staring at me until I left the room...creepy!
No wonder he was so quick to assume the worst of others when he's "Mr. Domestic Violence" in the flesh. I didn't call the cops last night because I was too tired...drifting in and out of sleep ...getting awakened 3 more times until his screams finally subsided around 6am. What a way to start the day!