For about 6 months, I posted on another blog. This a post that was copied from that blog. I used different names for the family. Just so you know the names were as follows:
Prince Charming - Wandering Aengus
Princess Belle - Lilly
Princess Magpie - Rose
Princess Snifflefritz - Lotus
Little Prince - Reed
It pays to be nice to your neighbours. Twice in the last couple of
days being nice to our neighbours made all the difference in the world
to our day. Firstly, I made nice conversation with someone in the
laundry room. It turns out she lives across the hall from me and showed
me a washer and dryer that will do my laundry for 1/3 of the regular
price!!! She went out of her way to go down and show me which ones to
Now I don’t know if I have mentioned but I live on the third floor.
The THIRD FLOOR with a 2-year-old, a 3-year-old, a nine-year-old and a
baby on the way. I try to keep them quiet, but I know they are used to a
house and they run across the floor rather loudly sometimes. Yesterday
when they were playing quiet loudly, I heard a THUMP THUMP THUMP from
downstairs. I felt awful. Wandering Aengus and I discussed it. We
worried whether we would be able to keep the kids quiet enough on this
floor. We worried whether this apartment would work out for us and I
won’t lie, I DON’T WANT TO MOVE AGAIN! So I decided that we would make
nice with the neighbour. I sent Aengus down to talk to her, to explain
our situation, to apologize, to tell them we would do our best to try to
keep it down and to find out if there was a particular time of day when
it bothered them the most so that I could try to especially hard to
keep the kids quiet that time of day. Well, he went down and she was
really nice!!! She said that yesterday a picture had fallen off the
wall and she was hammering in a nail NOT knocking on the ceiling at us.
She said that she could hear us, but she could also hear our neighbours
on both sides too. She said she understood about kids and that it only
bothered her early in the mornings. She appreciated us coming down.
Being nice made a difference. So, I don’t have to stress about it, I
will do my best, I WILL NOT move, and I will keep them quiet in the
mornings. I feel so much better now.
On a side note, three-year-old Rose is learning to walk quietly. She
looks so cute when she is concentrating on walking nicely, kind of like
she is walking on bubble wrap. LOL
I also have to admit that I don’t get irritated at all when I hear
other people’s music, televisions, children, conversations, etc in the
building. I just feel better that I am not the only one whose sounds
carry outside the apartment.