My fucking neighbors who have spent HOURS the last three days talking loudly and incessantly about the new plantings added to their outdoor space this week. OK, it's the wife. And I am very fucking sick about hearing her thoughts about every fucking plant. She has a very loud, deep, and nasally voice, and our houses' back spaces face each other, so when we are all outside (finally possible this week with decent weather) it's as close as we'll ever be - and it's not even close, about 200 feet and they're down a hill, so it's far enough you don't expect to hear each other much, but her voice cuts through the trees and distance like a damn foghorn - I can hear every.single.word.....and hearing 500 repeats of "I like the x there but is it too close to y and I want to maybe move z and the color scheme of ABC is great but I'm thinking it should be d) for HOURS is annoying me. And no, she's not talking to contractors. This is just husband and adult children, and she's forcing all of them us to hear her think-out-loud (LOUD) endless processing. And they're grilling out tonight so I will have no peace outside. I have no choice but to open windows and blast edm/dance. Enjoy your sea bass and steaks!
Yes I am also envious I do not have new plantings and need some very much.
...ugh I just went outside and found that *I* can't even hear my music on my own patio, much less annoy them, at the level I put it. Jesus, I hear their Yacht rock all the time. I guess I am far too civil to be a true nuisance even when I feel petty. May goal: be better at passive-aggressive rudeness.
