Last night I really felt like a grumpy old woman. Next door neighbour was having a party and throughout the evening the music got louder and louder. Outside the building there were also plenty of people being quite loud.
As long as I was in the kitchen or living room it was sort of OK. You could tell a party was going on, but nothing more. It was a totally different story in the bedroom. My bedroom must be next to the living room or something. The base went straight through the wall and it felt like being next to a night club. Going to sleep I told myself that it wouldn't be a problem and it wasn't actually (sometimes it's good to be sleepy). But an hour later I woke up again because now they were having some sort of sing-along contest and unfortunately neither of them were very good at singing. Lying in bed thinking If I should get up or not I started to smell cigarette smoke. Apparently some guests were standing on the balcony next to mine smoking and the smoke went straight into my bedroom. And yes my bedroom window was closed.
That was it. At 1:30 in the morning I became the grumpy old woman and went out on my balcony (in dressing gown and all. No curlers though...) and told them that please could you turn down the music and blow the smoke somewhere else. First they just stared at me probably very surprised wondering were I came from and then they said something about it being a house warning party. Yes, that I understood but at 1:30 in the morning even though it's Saturday most people actually do sleep or would like to sleep. Um well, maybe I was right there... A bit sulky they decided to go inside again, and closing my own balcony door I could hear one of them saying that I was one incredible grumpy old woman. So yes, it's official I've become a grumpy old woman. At least to people in their 20's.