Our neighbors have been fighting a lot this weekend. Usually, they just bother me by playing their music loudly, but today they’ve been fighting about fixing something and Home Depot. Yesterday, they fought about how she doesn’t need anyone and something that costs $4,000. Dave and I have been putting together the pieces (really, just those four pieces) and have determined that they had some kind of accidental home disaster—maybe their dog tore up all the floors or one of them flushed something unflushable down the toilet. Either way, something needs to be fixed, it’s gonna be expensive, and she is not happy about it.
From now on, Dave and I will be disagreeing in whispered tones.