It's been a looooong past few weeks and it's not getting any better, so I thought about moaning about it here. I'll just give a short summary of almost everything for those curious enough:
My husband works shifts, which means that we often sleep in the day. Now, the place we live at is also a hotel, a supposedly executive, impressive hotel. Sadly, they don't act in such a professional manner. There are constantly people yelling in front of our door, which is in a way normal to us (as in the 10 months we have lived here we learned to deal with it). We are used to being woken up every few hours or minutes, depending on how much they enjoy scr