It is 80ºF already. I want to go up to my daughters, but not before she answers her phone. She isn't answering her house or cell. I want to bring her a lobster roll. Just for her. She better answer soon.
Fortunately I live in an elderly housing complex. Everyone except me is in bed by nine pm. They have Bingo night here twice a week, and it starts at 6 and ends at 8 on the dot. By then they are all yawning.
Any noise in this building is because someone has reserved the Community Room for a party. The latest I have ever seen someone holding a gathering down there was after my sister's wake. The whole family came back for food and it broke up after eleven pm. A couple of the tenants came down late and started all the cleanup for the family. Which was very nice of them.
My next door neighbor has two daughters. I have never in my long life heard any child speak to their parent they way they scream at the top of their voice at her. One time it was so bad I almost called the police. Instead I knocked on her door and asked if everything was all right. I mentioned that I almost called the police because I thought she had been hurt. I guess that shook her and her daughters up, because there has been no more yelling at such a pitch since. There has been yelling, but on a lot lower pitch.