Dear couple that lives upstairs,
Although we don't always love to hear your every footstep as you walk around your place, Chris and I sometimes have a good chuckle...
Like that time that I was doing my makeup in the bathroom and I heard you walk right above me (into your own bathroom), open the toilet seat, take care of "bidness", flush, and walk away. What ever happened to the washing of the hands?
Or that time that Chris distinctly heard you
fart cut the cheese VERY loudly...ya, I know you thought you were alone, sorry. Don't be alarmed if you hear hysterical laughing coming from downstairs the next time this happens...we are only laughing with you!
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Dear drummer in the neighborhood,
Normally people would be upset with your loud drumming filling up the entire street, but I think it is awesome. You are actually pretty good and I would much rather listen to you drum for an hour than listen to someone taking a dump upstairs.
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Dear apartment that we live in,
I promise that I will get around to decorating you. I have some really awesome ideas, but can you blame me? This big task feels a little daunting sometimes!
I am committed to making you look cute though...so have no fear!
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xo
lauren
