Police, Pool Hall, Pregnancy

We have been fairly happy in the duplex we are currently renting. We've been here almost a year and have really made it feel like home. However, it is still a duplex meaning we have neighbors. These neighbors are not unfriendly or friendly. We've tried to wave and be kind, but there were never many exchanges at all between us. Last night they apparently had a party. This was the second party where their blaring rap music, obnoxious 'guests', and pool playing could be heard. We truly felt like we were living next to a pool hall. The first time, while I did experience my first bought of pregnancy rage, we managed to deal with it. But last night... I once again reached my limit. The music was not sent me over the edge to where I finally called the police at 3 am. It was once their cigarette smoke made it into our home. Now first of all, there is not supposed to be any smoking here. And this was the second time we smelled cigarette smoke. Only last night, the smell about knocked us over when we opened up the basement door. That's right... in our own home, which we pay prime rent for, we were being forced to breathe in their second hand smoke. It truly smelled like their were 20 people smoking in our basement. That was my breaking point. I truly think it was the protective maternal instinct that kicked in to overdrive. I bust my butt to make sure what I eat, breathe, and absorb through my skin is good for my baby. And I was not about to let my stupid, inconsiderate neighbors decide that for me.

While the police could not enforce the smoking, they were happy to break the party up for us. Two cops showed up within about five minutes and things quickly quieted down. And while I could faintly smell the smoke in our bedroom, the party was shut down soon enough that it at least dissipated out of the bedroom. Then today, I called our landlord and made him away of the situation. He too had a big problem with what had taken place and said he'd be speaking with our neighbors immediately.

I don't pay my rent every month to live next to a loud, smokey, pool hall. If I wanted to live in that environment, then I would and pay half of what our current rent is. If they want to party, that is certainly their business, but when you live in a duplex or apartment, you need to either take it to a bar or to someone's house. Hopefully this will be the last situation of this nature. And believe me, next time, now that they should no better, I won't wait until 3 am to call the police.