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The Clampetts moved in next door
We live in a quiet middle-class neighborhood with no HOA, and honestly, for 20+ years it’s been great. Friendly neighbors, people minding their business, peaceful evenings in the backyard grilling or gardening.
Late last year, our longtime neighbors had to move because of health issues, and a young couple bought the house. Their parents live there too. Since then, it has been… an adjustment.
Every single day, the mother sits in the backyard chain-smoking and screaming/cursing at their dog from sunrise to sunset. Her voice sounds like she gargles gravel and unfiltered Pall Malls for breakfast. The dog ignores her completely, naturally.
Then came the “projects.”
Within the last week alone, two completely rusted-out car trailers appeared in the backyard because apparently they’re planning to “fix them up and resell them.” Today an a camper showed up for the same reason. Meanwhile, random car parts are piling up everywhere because the wife keeps backing into things and they replace the damaged parts with junkyard finds. Old hatchback doors, bikes, buckets, debris everywhere. Their yard is starting to look like the loading screen for a rural scrapyard simulator.
Today one of their friends drove across our grass side yard and through our driveway to turn around. Absolutely not.
And the noise… good lord. They don’t speak to each other. They yell. Even standing three feet apart. Add in loud country music, barking dogs, kids splashing in the pool, and constant backyard commotion, and our peaceful little backyard oasis is basically gone.
Ironically, the kids are actually sweet. One little girl came over chatting with me and she was adorable. So I can’t even fully hate the situation.
This is mostly just a rant because I know there are worse neighbor horror stories out there. But watching a quiet, well-kept home slowly transform into Sanford & Son in under six months is testing my spirit a little.