As I sit here in my living room I am unwillingly listening to a wanna be 70's rock band playing,"I Shot the Sheriff." It is like they are right in our living room giving us a private concert. I am not joking!!
It happens almost every night of the week and it could be 80's, 90's, or country music.
It is like a hodge podge bar that we can not figure out.
Needless to say, we are pretty tired of it.
We are tired of the tires squealing out of the parking lot at 2am and the loud mufflers and the drunks yelling at each other because they are too drunk to know it.
I am now listening to "Cherry Bomb" by John Cougar when Mellencamp was NOT part of his name.
The thing that really makes us crazy is that if we choose to sit in our living room to watch TV or listen to the radio or have a conversation or read a book or do nothing we have to listen to all that junk going on over there. We have to turn up the TV to drown out the live bands and the yelling. We can't have our windows open when the ruckus starts because our kids will hear some pretty unsavory stuff coming from across the street.
We are considering moving and I think it might be soon. We have endured this for about 2 years and it is getting old!! Mike is WAY over it!!! We are praying for a miracle. Maybe God will smote it with His hand. Either way, it's got to stop. Really. Soon. Please. God. Make. It. Stop.
I am going to take some Excedrin and stuff cotton balls in my ears! See, Resa, it could be worse. At least your noise is your own kids not a bunch of over-grown drunk kids with loud mufflers and loud mouths. Goodnight.