We rent a house in Denver. Basically, we have the whole top floor and a single guy, Neil, rents the basement. He is single, works a lot and is all around a pretty quiet guy that keeps to himself. He has a separate entrance to his part- so we don't really see him much, let alone to talk to him. And up until now, Adam and I have been 100% happy with our living situation.
Two weekends ago on Saturday morning, Adam gets up to take Tyson out. He gets outside and there is a strange women outside smoking in the backyard. Adam comes in and is like "Neil had a shacker... she looks like she is so hung over.... I thought she was a prostitute at first because she looks so bad" We both kind of laugh about it... not a big deal, he has had some lady friends in the past. Sunday comes... she is still here. Still not a big deal, this one was more than a one-night thing... weekend romance we think.
I kid you not... she has not left the house since the first sighting. In fact, Neil took the whole week off last week and stayed home. They holed up in the basement together, blared music all day, cooked dinner together at night and who knows what else. I am not even exaggerating... she has not left the house. To make matters worse, we are 99% sure she has moved in. In fact, we are 100% sure. Yesterday, she told me she wanted to bring her dog here and her grand kids are coming to visit this weekend. Ok, Neil is probably mid-40's. This lady does NOT look old enough to have grand kids- but she does! She has two kids herself (a 25 and a 22 year old) and they made babies (not together) so now she has grand kids.
Last night, which was a Sunday night, they were BLARING the music until late. Adam, had to wake up a 4:15am this morning, so he/we were not happy campers. We literally could hear her screaming the words to Celine Dion, like she was in the next room. It got so bad, Adam finally had to text Neil.
I don't mean to talk bad about her... she is actually really nice. Her name is Pauline, BUT.... anyone who has been to our house, knows it is not large. There is something about knowing 4 people + a dog live here that is making Adam and I feel a little claustrophobic. And she smokes outside several times throughout the day, so if she is out there, I don't want to let Tyson out because he will immediately run up to say hi, which means there is a strong probability that he is going to jump on her. So, it has just become a little inconvenient.
I don't think there is really anything to say or do at this point, so we are just going to wait it out a little bit. Along with the music last night, they got in a huge fight and I could hear her crying for a really long time. I am pretty sure she was three sheets to the wind last night... but still. I felt like I was in college again.
Ha! Too funny!
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