It’s 12:20 a.m., and either Friday night or Saturday morning, depending on whether you’re a “glass is half empty” or “glass is half full” kind of person. And my neighbors are having a party.
Ordinarily that’s not an issue, because Melanie sleeps with a fan going (even in December), which drowns out anything but a full-on air raid horn. But tonight I’m sleeping downstairs because I wanted to get up at 5:30 in the morning to see the lunar eclipse. I know … I’m a geek.
Of course, now I can’t sleep because my neighbors are having a party. They’re drinking and they’re noisy.
I thought about running over there with a measuring cup, ringing their doorbell, and asking whether I could borrow a cup of “shut the f*** up.” But that wouldn’t be neighborly, I guess.
So I have a different plan. I’m still gonna set my alarm for 5:30 a.m. When it rings, I’m gonna get up and dress really warm so I can go out and see the lunar eclipse. And just to be neighborly, I’m gonna run around the corner and ring my neighbor’s doorbell five or six times to be sure they don’t miss it either. Because — let’s be honest — there’s nothing like a good lunar eclipse after a night of drinking and being neighborly!