Well the festivities have begun

 Party next door.  Loud, karaoke, people yelling.  

The parties used to really upset me.  

First I have to backtrack a bit.  I'm neurodivergent - my brain grew differently as a fetus.  Overall I am happy with my brain.  I have glitches but I like who I am and I think if my mother had not drunk I would be the poorer for it.  

I understand overstimulation.  That's one reason my parents never took me shopping.  I'd freak out, start crying.  I don't think I was a screamer but I was a blubberer.  Take that, spell check!  

Ron was I think pretty typical.  He liked rock concerts, parties, things like that.  He used to complain I was a homebody.  Then he got hurt.  He had brain damage.  He didn't want to go out, he wanted peace and quiet.  He got overstimulated.  

We used to go to Walmart at 7 AM It was (and is) great, nice and quiet.  He couldn't go later.  I sure didn't want to go later (I'm only there because I get paid for it!).  We were more compatible.  

He never liked loud neighbors but he didn't get agitated about it.  But he did, after.  He was a binge drinker before the accident, and, leading up to it, drinking alcohol every night "to help me sleep", but after the accident he began binge drinking heavily every day.  

The alcohol just magnified his issues and he really couldn't take any noise.  Look up the Barkappotamus posts.  He would be apoplectic every night and such a problem caller the non emergency police number stopped taking his calls.  I am probably still on a list somewhere.  

And the parties... there isn't a a profanity that can describe his response to them.  He would be beyond infuriated, swigging alcohol, calling every police number he could think of, screaming at me, when he could walk going next door to beg them to stop.  It was a lot of wear and tear on me.  

The first party after Ron's death was a real revelation for me.  I really didn't care.  I don't like being kept up but it's a 2 or a 3 on a 1-10.  I'll just caffeinate tomorrow.  He does work long hours (#6 of course) so he'll probably wrap it up pretty early.  

I decided to take the "If you can't beat 'em join 'em" approach.  I am playing my music at a higher than normal volume, so I can't hear theirs.  Periodically I turn it down to see how loud they are.  I'm playing "Push it" right now.  

Not exactly "proper" fare for an evangelist!