Hello Daffodils: An Introverts Lament

I'm feeling like an old lady. I love the city but I am surprised at the lack of courtesy sometimes. Last night a guy who rents a garage within ear shot powered a gasoline generator to do automotive work just as everyone in the five surrounding multi-familes had gone to bed. We all have to get up early, some as early at 3:30 and 4AM.

The week before there was a drug dealer sleeping in the parking lot in his shiny rented car with the engine running. He needed to guard his stash and his cash after he had been kicked out for not paying rent. It seems that once again all the trouble makers are out in full bloom along with the daffodils. This is why January and February are my favorite months. When the ground is frozen things are quieter and slower. Amen to that.