A Good Night's Sleep, Every Night

My biggest source of frustration (at least at home!) was suddenly and unexpectedly eliminated last week.

The bar downstairs closed.

Faithful readers of this blog know that the bar/Mexican restaurant two floors below us has been the cause of many middle-of-the-night awakenings. Fights. Drunkards shouting obscenities. More fights.

These things didn't happen every weekend, but often enough to make it a major annoyance. We never called the cops because of the noise, but we came pretty close a few times.

You may also remember that several months ago our landlord told us that the bar was on its way out. A week, a month, three months later the bar was still there and I had given up that it would ever be gone. That's why it was such a lovely surprise to see the windows papered over when I came home from work one night.

Now we have a different problem. Paul said he woke up in the middle of the night because it was too quiet.

So family members and friends: Come visit! I can now guarantee fight-free Friday nights and a good night's sleep ... as long as you don't mind the regular din of traffic and the incessant tune of the ice cream trucks.