One of the reasons I bought this duplex was because it was situated next to a church, and I didn’t have to worry about barking dogs, loud parties, or bad neighbors. Oh, how wrong I was. Where I pictured activity only on Sunday mornings, I couldn’t have been more wrong about that, either. This church hires landscapers who use every noise-making tool on the market for hours at a time. They hold bake sales at 8 a.m. to noon on Saturday mornings and send their teenagers out to the street in front of the church to bring customers in. They yell. They giggle. They dance. They holler. They wake me up.
They hold yard sales in their back parking lot, and again send the teens and young people out to draw customers in – very early in the morning. They wake me up. Their church bells go off every 15 minutes. They wake me up, too. They bless their pets on their front lawn and hold services with microphones and loud speakers so I can’t help but hear the service whether I want to or not. The pets bark, squawk, and meow through the entire service.
Some of their funeral services are held on their front lawn if the weather is nice. They are elaborate services complete with Scottish bagpipers who play endlessly.
Never move next to a church.