Not only do my new neighbours have a regularly shrieking infant, noisily exercise at the crack of dawn on wooden floors in an old house, and see fit to position their television on our adjoining wall, but also they both charge and/ or leave their phones by the adjoining wall to ring, beep, and vibrate at all hours of the night. FML.
I, of course, am the complaining neighbour because I am the one who is repeatedly woken up and disturbed while they appear to be blissfully unaware, so I communicate politely when really I would like to rip their heads off and yank all of their electronics out from their sockets and hurl them from the window. Yeah, it’s really a challenge, really really a challenge to not go all up in their face because really what kind of moron do you have to be?
Right then. Whew. Had to get that out.
This is my cup of the morning after having been awoken at about three. I must have been woken before that as well because after the three waking, I wasn’t able to get to sleep for two or three hours or so. At this point, I don’t know whether it is the phone or the baby or both, but this being repeatedly awoken is torture. The carelessness and stupidity at fault is another layer on top.
I missed my yoga class to continue to sleep and still woke up feeling like hell, of course. Ouf.
Ahem, yes, about the tea. Roasty, toasty, cherrywood good. The slightest bit of coconut as it cools. This is only my first steep. More as things evolve.
Second steep. Far more coconut emerges in scent and in flavour. I am steeping in a clear glass canister and the leaves are so very lovely to watch as they begin to unfurl attached to their stems and teeny branches.
Third steep. Even more coconut as the leaves unravel further. The roastiness disappears slowly but a bit of heaviness remains.
Fourth and fifth steep. Some chocolate creeps in along w the coconut.
I suspect the tea had more to give, but I was on my way out to clear my head and calm down and decided to call it and toss the leaves.
Interesting procession of flavours. I am a bit curious as to what would happen further if I had continued to steep.
Thank you for the share, Dexter. I enjoyed it though at first I thought that the roastiness was on the verge of too much—just that line.
Sorry/not sorry for the rant.
Flavors: Cherry Wood, Coconut, Dark Chocolate, Roasted
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Don’t let those rotten neighbors ruin your health and wellbeing, Evol. Call the landlord! You can’t go on like this!
“Sorry/not sorry for the rant” – I like that! ;-) Hope you find some peace in your day. Is it possible to put some sound barrier like cork on the adjoining wall?
Aww no, you know it’s bad when you’re already having to miss yoga class due to unnecessary stupidity.
You describe this tea so well. It sounds like you enjoyed it more than I did!
Awww, thank you, guys. I appreciate your kind words and support. All this is giving me a good idea of what the future will be like living next to these people. Cork! I had never considered that as an option. I’ll look into it. It would work with my colour scheme, so if it is affordable, it might not be too disruptive.
Oh, boy. I am no stranger to bad neighbors, so I feel your pain. Good for you for being so polite. I know all too well that tooth grinding urge to shriek and kick something. Preferably him.
hehehe, thank you, Maddy. I know you understand. And yes, a good swift kicking would do me a world of good.
Don’t let those rotten neighbors ruin your health and wellbeing, Evol. Call the landlord! You can’t go on like this!
“Sorry/not sorry for the rant” – I like that! ;-) Hope you find some peace in your day. Is it possible to put some sound barrier like cork on the adjoining wall?
Aww no, you know it’s bad when you’re already having to miss yoga class due to unnecessary stupidity.
You describe this tea so well. It sounds like you enjoyed it more than I did!
Awww, thank you, guys. I appreciate your kind words and support. All this is giving me a good idea of what the future will be like living next to these people. Cork! I had never considered that as an option. I’ll look into it. It would work with my colour scheme, so if it is affordable, it might not be too disruptive.
Oh, boy. I am no stranger to bad neighbors, so I feel your pain. Good for you for being so polite. I know all too well that tooth grinding urge to shriek and kick something. Preferably him.
hehehe, thank you, Maddy. I know you understand. And yes, a good swift kicking would do me a world of good.