He drops his toilet seat every single morning at 5:00AM. Every. Single. Morning. It sounds like somebody slamming a door in my own apartment. I don't have many complaints about this particular neighbor. I never hear his t.v. I never hear him yelling. He doesn't have funky smells coming from his apartment. I rarely even see him. The only time I hear him is when he's ambitious in the kitchen....and apparently angry in the bathroom. I wonder what that's about.
Honestly, I think men are less likely to realize how loud they are. I don't think this person is inconsiderate. I don't think he's rude. And you know me...I think most of humanity is inconsiderate and rude, so it says a lot that I don't think he is either. I just think he's clueless.
Here's the problem on my end. I can't shut the bathroom door. That's where the litter box is. I'm pretty sure I'd have major issues with Chica & Elvis if I shut that door. (I'm picturing them doing little pee dances...)I've tried shutting my bedroom door (with the cats on the other side). That doesn't work either because then I'm up all night listening to Chica and Elvis try to open the door. As bright as my cats are, they get their tiny, little brains stuck on something and they can't give it up. No matter if grabbing the door at the bottom and pulling isn't working....they just keep trying. Insane? Yes. ME. It drives me insane.
So I guess I'm just going to have to learn to live with the 5:00AM toilet-seat-drop. Eventually, it will become background noise and my sleeping brain won't even register it. I can't wait for that day to happen.
I'm going to go enjoy my snow day. You know it's going to involve a nap.
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My snow day will also involve a nap (or two or three) - I was awake early b/c of the snow blowers on Broadway. Don't they know that people are trying to sleep?!?
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