I do believe after last night, it's official. "Mommy's" little truce is ended.
At around 11 p.m. last night, the Banging Brood woke me up with some thumping. I went to bed early because I have an appointment to go to today (September 10).
So, let's give you an idea of what Mommy's "truce" looked like last week when she offered it.
She knocked on my door after I got home. She then told me she had a "Bible study group" over, would you like to come over, and we pray for you? I'm not going to hang out with a shifty-eyed person that's allowed her spawn to torture me for two months. She tried telling me that the problems had nothing to do with the other family that had to move away due to being too big a family in too small an apartment, and that the noises I was hearing were coming from a fan.
Really? Why would a fan bang in the bedroom and then travel to bang in the dining area, and then finally wind up in the living room to thump and bang? Now I know that box fans can make some pretty awful noises when they're about to die. But they don't punch walls, get up, punch another wall, and so on.
The only kind of "angels" that woman birthed are of the "fallen" variety.
I'll be sure to inform the apartment manager later today. She's actually doing something about these problems now, and I'm grateful for that.
