family, humour, Thoughts on life

Boiling point

I’m not the world’s most patient person.

Not even close

Barking dogs in my street annoy me, I get angry when I hear cars being “revved” unnecessarily in my neighbors driveways

I’m trying to relax to my Chillout Lounge Ambience megamix, thank you very much…

and don’t even get me started on my neighbours late night parties with his Doov Doov mus- no, noise (seriously mate, that’s NOT music!) pounding through my walls til 4am!!

I don’t like noise unless it’s my own. I especially don’t like my neighbours noise.

Okay, perhaps I just don’t like my neighbours

which is weird – seeing as I actually married one – but that’s a whole other story…

Anyway, the house next door always emits strange sounds. It is old, and extremely close to our fence line, which also happens to sit along my bed head

like, literally.

Our bedroom wall is their back fence

When they walk through their house it’s like elephants on parade. When they slam doors it gives me whiplash. And when they run through their back yard it’s like the whole damn zoo is charging.

At my head

While I’m trying to sleep

Did I mention I don’t have much patience??

They always seem to be up late

Not always partying with late music (which is a shame, as at least I could get the cops sympathy on that one)

No…just living


…and LOUD

In fact, it almost seems like they deliberately stay quiet, until just before I’m about to go to bed.

I’ve even considered moving, because – seriously – how do you have that kind of conflict resolution conversation?

Ummm, excuse me mate, would you mind terribly ummm – not walking, using your doors or living? Cheers, thanks, oh, and while I’m here can I borrow some sugar?”


But the other day I found sweet salvation

Sitting in the lounge quite late at night, I was rejoicing in the realisation that it had finally gone quiet next door and I could, perhaps, actually go to bed and get some sleep before the dawn chorus woke me (oh I forgot to mention…not only are they late night party animals with no taste in music…they also happen to be tradies who develop elephantisis at 5am as well)

With everyone else in my house either in bed or preparing for said activity, the house went deathly quiet as soon as I switched off the TV




That’s when I heard it…
The most beautiful sound in the world!

The most God awful rattling, gurgling, popping, wheezing and just plain ANNOYING sound I’d ever had the pleasure of hearing…

And it was coming from my house.

From the side of my house where noisy neighbours live..

From very, very close to the house where I assumed my dear neighbours would now be peacefully slumbering…


It turns out we own a defective, loud and just plain irritatingly NOISY hot water system

One that could easily wake the neighbours, their dogs and quite possibly the elephants too…

* * *

Almost midnight…

Time to jump in the shower!

crap I say, life

Watch the noise…listen to the silence

I think it’s human nature to assume that super quiet people aren’t to be trusted…that we are better to “watch” them and stay on guard as we never really know what they’re thinking…

I myself have often felt somewhat suspicious of people who don’t ever talk, laugh at jokes or interact openly and often. Sounds stupid, but I’m willing to admit it.

Being a talker myself, I sometimes find myself thinking they must be hiding something….quietly judging those around them with unspoken words while the rest of us self-incriminate with our careless words.

Yes, I know that sounds crazy….

Loud people are so obviously obnoxious it is almost a relief knowing exactly where you stand with them!

Quiet people are surely unsure of themselves? They couldn’t possibly be happy or be thinking nice things….otherwise they’d share it, right??

Loud people, on the other hand, are fun to be around! Their jokes and laughter, wit and sarcasm can convince you that their heads are full of sunshine and lollipops…

Quiet people are miserable….no?

Loud people ooze confidence! Quiet ones are hiding, aren’t they?

As I get older, wiser and increasingly comfortable in my own skin….I realise that it is probably the other way around.

Some people are quiet for the simple reason that they’ve got nothing left to prove…

They are content and at peace with their inner world, the thoughts in their head, the all too common “demons” either heroically slayed or safely stashed away in that place known as “acceptance”. They’ve found a way of living in the world where they can just…be.


Because they’ve found this all important inner peace they no longer feel compelled to fight the outer world either. Interactions aren’t competitions. Conversations are no longer opportunities to make themselves HEARD (and liked, and accepted, and victorious!)

I do wonder if the ones who talk loudly – all the time – feel a need to announce themselves when entering a room – EVERY time – speak 4 times louder and more animated than absolutely necessary – ALL THE TIME – and basically keep you entertained with their mouths…..are actually the ones to “watch”.

They’ve got noisy heads, and they’ll gladly share it all with you if you let them

Pay attention instead to the quiet ones, they’re silent for a reason.

Their mouths are still because there heads are quiet.

Listen long enough and you just might hear what they are sharing with you…