Moving Day!

Not for us (although we have decided to move after all; but not for another month).  For almost a year, we have been having problems with our neighbor across the hall.  He's in a rock band.  A not so talented rock band.  Almost every day his bass can be heard on the entire floor and sometimes, throughout the entire building.  Almost daily, we've had to go tell him to turn it down.  He has been a thorn in my side for months and I have to admit, I have thought a lot of not very nice things about him.  He's a pretty nice guy which makes me feel a little bad for wanting him out... but not too bad.

A few weeks ago, we ran into him in the hall and he told us he was moving out of the building at the end of the month.  I just about did a happy dance right in front of him.  But don't worry, I held back.  But boy oh boy have I been waiting for this day since then.  And now, that day is here!  By now, I'm pretty sure he's completely out of his apartment and it's so peaceful and quiet.  Maybe I'll do that happy dance now...

I'm really not as mean as this post makes me sound.  It's just such a relief to know that I don't have to listen to his band play anymore.