After all the crap we went through last year, we moved back into the suburbs and my mom & stepdad were nice enough to rent us their mobile home. My husband decided last year that he wanted to build a little trailer for us to go camping in. When we knew we were moving to this place, he asked my stepdad if he would be able to build the trailer in the carport (since there is no garage). After getting the ok, he proceeded to buy the materials and last month started work on the trailer. He has worked on it probably 4 days total over the weekends. Well, our neighbors decided to ‘turn us in’. Apparently, the wife couldn’t take her nap on Saturdays because Andrew was making too much noise. Whaa?? We just got an official notice posted on our door.
I just don’t understand. This isn’t a retirement facility nor is it 55+ park. People make noise. If I let my daughter ride her bike in the carport, I guarantee the noise level would be MUCH louder. When my mom lived here, I remember driving up on Sundays when she was watching football and could hear her loud mouth (sorry Mom, you know you’re loud… that’s where I get it from) yelling throughout the game, while the windows were open. I think the entire county knew when her team was winning or losing.
Anyway, I’m venting. This isn’t the first time people here have given us a hard time. First we had too many boxes in the carport. (Hello, we were MOVING IN that weekend!) Then the carport was too messy. (Again, we had just moved in. At the time the complaint came in, I looked outside and there was nothing out there. And, did they not check out my other neighbor’s carport? They have so much crap in theirs, it isn’t even funny.) Then we were driving too fast.
I’ve seen people blow through stop signs here. I see people store crap in their carports. The same neighbors who complain about us let their landscape grow into our area, and instead of bitching about it, hubby just trims it when he is doing ours.
I’ll tell you, I’ve lived in apartments for the last 14 years and I’ve never had anyone report me for anything. (Same goes for hubby) I don’t need Big Brother Grandpa watching my every move and bitching about it just because I’m under 60. We just want a break, you know?
PS, no mobile home/trailer trash jokes please. We lost our house this year and are blessed to have a place closer to our family & friends.