Since I'm still a little shaken and sore from fibro, I refuse to re-type it all. I just posted this in my forums. It should be the last post unless someone has posted since.
Our neighbors
EDIT:
**UPDATE**
Well, we just had a HUGE ordeal over here. An hour and a half ago or so I heard our neighbors on the side patio. (The entrance to their house.) They were being loud and rowdy so I just peeked out the blinds to see what was up. There were a few of them sitting on the porch and it looked like they were drinking. What caught my attention, though, was that they sounded like they were mad. I told HZ who was in the other room that they were "riled up" tonight. (LOL I'm already turning into a VA bumpkin.)
About 30 minutes later I hear a crash upstairs. Then another. They were shaking the whole house and screaming at each other. HZ was in the computer room and couldn't hear it that well so I came in here and got him. It just kept getting worse. You could hear them rolling around and hitting stuff and just yelling at each other. (Typical fight, I suppose...I don't know.)
Since we've had so many problems we decided to call the police because that's what the landlady suggested. He called the local number and while he was on the phone with them, two officers arrived at our door. We told them where their place was and they went around the side of the house.
After a while of pacing back and forth wondering what was going on, I looked out my blinds again. I saw an officer holding about an 8" - 10" knife in his gloved hand. That freaked me the hell out. I thought someone could have died and I started crying. (Guess I'm just a cryin' woman. lol) An ambulance showed up a few minutes later and stayed a while, but then left, so I'm assuming that they just treated them there. Thank GOD no one was seriously/fatally wounded. Even though they piss me off, I would NEVER wish that on anyone.
Needless to say, HZ and I are a bit shaken.
Our neighbors
EDIT:
**UPDATE**
Well, we just had a HUGE ordeal over here. An hour and a half ago or so I heard our neighbors on the side patio. (The entrance to their house.) They were being loud and rowdy so I just peeked out the blinds to see what was up. There were a few of them sitting on the porch and it looked like they were drinking. What caught my attention, though, was that they sounded like they were mad. I told HZ who was in the other room that they were "riled up" tonight. (LOL I'm already turning into a VA bumpkin.)
About 30 minutes later I hear a crash upstairs. Then another. They were shaking the whole house and screaming at each other. HZ was in the computer room and couldn't hear it that well so I came in here and got him. It just kept getting worse. You could hear them rolling around and hitting stuff and just yelling at each other. (Typical fight, I suppose...I don't know.)
Since we've had so many problems we decided to call the police because that's what the landlady suggested. He called the local number and while he was on the phone with them, two officers arrived at our door. We told them where their place was and they went around the side of the house.
After a while of pacing back and forth wondering what was going on, I looked out my blinds again. I saw an officer holding about an 8" - 10" knife in his gloved hand. That freaked me the hell out. I thought someone could have died and I started crying. (Guess I'm just a cryin' woman. lol) An ambulance showed up a few minutes later and stayed a while, but then left, so I'm assuming that they just treated them there. Thank GOD no one was seriously/fatally wounded. Even though they piss me off, I would NEVER wish that on anyone.
Needless to say, HZ and I are a bit shaken.