
I settled down to sleep last night, cozy under my down comforter, my husband already in coma-state on my right when a deep, bellowing, yelp proceeded from the jaws of the mixed pit bull terrier next door. This sleep-snatching creature mine as well live in my bedroom as my master suite overlooks his kingdom.
I have had disruptive neighbors in the past, don't get me wrong, but I have never had one that didn't comprehend my high pitched screams of english verse, "Shut-Up!". Nor have a had one that leaped for joy everytime I pulled back my curtains. It is quite disturbing being watched so much by someone you have never formally met.
So I have decided. I am beginning a quest to discover a place in the city that resembles the big-wide open. Some place where noise is an afterthought not the primary distraction. A little oasis where I don't bounce in my living room when neighbors walk outside my door. A serene environment that doesn't involve the nightly ritual of a glass of wine, a fan on high blast, and ear plugs just to make it through 4 slightly-interrupted hours of sleep. Is it possible? I hear the cycnism in your thoughts. Stay tuned and we will find out.
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