Also, I would like to point out that if you were to move LOCALLY for your sanity, it is totally worth a couple hundred bucks to hire movers. Much less stressful!
I have tried ear plugs. They help a lot with some of the other stuff (dogs, music, conversation) -- but when it comes to foot stomping and door slamming loud enough to literally shake my apartment (well, more or less), the ear plugs can't do much. Although -- I haven't had them in the past few nights because this new kind I've been using make my ears itch a little ... so perhaps I'll give them a whirl tonight
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UGH, BOY can I totally relate to how you feel!!! I was in this situation recently, and even when I talked directly to the people being loud, nothing was accomplished except to make things worse because apparently I was "bossy". Have you attempted to go up and pound on their door? Maybe their reasonable...maybe...but I doubt it. I don't know about you, but I've lost a LOT of my faith in people over the past couple of years.
> I literally cannot understand what else could make that much in the way of banging, clanging, stomping, slamming, BOOMING _NOISE_.
Dude, they are building a city-sized cloaking device. Or some manner of mind control device. Or a gorilla ray. Whatever it is, it won't be good. And it's your fault for insulting their leader.
Between the Upstairs Neighbours Who Had Very Loud and Rambunctious Sex on Every Piece of Furniture in the Apartment Five Nights a Week, the Upstairs Neighbours Who Literally Shook My Walls with Their 4 AM Listening Sessions of Jack Johnson and Michael Bublé (Hand to God, I Don't Know How You Rattle the Walls with Jack Johnson, But They Did), and The Padres, I know from being driven crazy by the people (or super-intelligent gorillas) living around you. You have my sympathies, and let's hope we both get up the wherewithal to get out.
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*hugs* You'll get through this. I know you will.
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Dude, they are building a city-sized cloaking device. Or some manner of mind control device. Or a gorilla ray. Whatever it is, it won't be good. And it's your fault for insulting their leader.
Between the Upstairs Neighbours Who Had Very Loud and Rambunctious Sex on Every Piece of Furniture in the Apartment Five Nights a Week, the Upstairs Neighbours Who Literally Shook My Walls with Their 4 AM Listening Sessions of Jack Johnson and Michael Bublé (Hand to God, I Don't Know How You Rattle the Walls with Jack Johnson, But They Did), and The Padres, I know from being driven crazy by the people (or super-intelligent gorillas) living around you. You have my sympathies, and let's hope we both get up the wherewithal to get out.
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