Do you ever have those moments where you feel completely defeated, but for no reason? There's nothing bad going on in my life. It's actually going quite well. I have a full time job with regular pay checks, I have a cute apartment in the city, I have a rather swell guy I enjoy spending time with, I just got back from a wonderful trip to Mexico. So why am I so down?
Last night I had a great little night in. I tell myself that if I don't go to the gym after work, I can't just go home and drink wine in front of the tv all night. I lit my new lavender candle, found a good country Pandora station and got to work organizing my desk and throwing out mail that had piled up. Next I moved to my closet. I have three bags of clothes that will be going to Goodwill this weekend of winter clothes I haven't worn once this season.
Once that was done, I poured another glass of wine, put on The Devil Wears Prada and congratulated myself on a job well done. I was able to go to bed nice and early only to be woken up by my upstairs neighbors who were either fighting or having a very exciting conversation while having a 'lets run in place as fast as we can' competition (I've heard them fight, I've heard them make up, I hear their music and what they are watching on tv). This went on for a solid 30 minutes. I don't know these neighbors, it was late at night and I'm living alone, so I made the choice to not go knocking on their door to ask them to quiet down. This happens almost every night and I finally got the courage to let my landlord know. Apparently my building has a very strict noise ordinance and if someone complains then the owner gets fined. Two to three complaints and the renter gets evicted. Let's hope this first complaint is enough to have them quiet down.
Another on going issue is the time of day the garbage men come to empty the dozen dumpsters in the back alley that I back up to. Monday, the first one came at 3:30 am. Today, the first one came at 4:55 am. The other night, that swell guy I've been spending time with, looked up the noise ordinance for garbage trucks and it's from 6:00 am - 10:00 pm. I finally put in a formal complaint to the city, so please keep your fingers crossed that the city of Minneapolis cares about me getting a restful 8 hours of sleep at night as much as I do.
Finally, last night I hung a cute little coat rack and lost a screw. After dumping out all my shoes and not finding the screw, I assumed it rolled under the couch and I'd find it the next time I felt like washing my baseboards.
I got a lovely surprise while walking to the bus station today. Barefoot in my winter boots. I found the screw.
I adore my little apartment, but if I can't get any sleep, it might be time to say goodbye when my lease is up this summer. I'm putting all the blame for my Debbie Downer, down and out mood on my lack of sleep this week.