Quiet for 7 days

Since the last episode, read the post below, it's been quiet for a week. I have a suspicion that they have been sick, for we have been sick, and I heard him sneezing in the garage. He was totally quiet for a couple days and started sawing again in the afternoon, mostly around 3 for an hour or two. Today, he's been working at about the same time, but the air compressor was on at 7. Seriously, who'd complain if it's normal household noise? The kids on the other end of the yard screamed all the time while we took naps, but never a time we felt like rushing over, telling them to be quiet. It's normal, happy sound. While the sound came from their yard has not been normal, usually vibrations and high pitched screeching sound. No, I don't even want to hear that during the day. This is a peaceful neighborhood, not an industrial area. Their construction work never come to an end. According to C, there's always projects going on in the house. Then one might wonder, when do they enjoy their home? Who knows. Maybe never.

So, there's always projects going on fixing the interior. The environment surrounding the house is terrible. Garbage lay around on the side yard which didn't seem to be touched for a long time. No, they didn't start collecting garbage on the side yard after I complained. It was like this when I moved in. They let the grass grow high at times before finally mowing it. Dirt and pebbles ran down the street to our curb with water. At times, they park their car half protruded, occupying half the street. The race up and down the street in their car despite the speed limit.

Sure they are nice people. They live their life and hardly bother anybody. However, they are inconsiderate, ignorant people. They are negligent to the welfare of the entire neighborhood. They are irresponsible as home owners. And I am the only person on the street who has the guts to tell them. All I wanted is to live my life peacefully and quietly. I don't intend to be any one's mother. However, I have no choice. I am sick of it. Every family has his own schedule. Why should I feel their stress because they chose their life this way? Why?

When is the next disturbance in the night? How long will they curb their desire to use the power tool deep in the night? Will I be waken up from my deep sleep again? I worry.