How to get rid of a “single mother”

We have some friends, a family couple, Anna and Oleg. They are just forty and have no children. No, they are not childfree, becoming parents did not allow health. When it became clear that Annie would not have children, Oleg said that for a happy life he needed only a wife, and you can live well and without children. What they do. To be honest, I think their life is ideal. They travel a lot, do sports, and are very happy. Everything in their lives is thought out to the details, whether it is a dinner or a trip to Machu Picchu. There was only one thing that overshadowed their lives. Follow the words of Anna.

I was looking for a new apartment for a year. Coming side by side with the alkas, the main criterion was the presence of adequate neighbors. Finally we found the perfect apartment, cornered, last floor, bottom of a pair of age and newlyweds in a neighboring single house. They made repairs, moved and lived two years in peace and agreement until the neighbors had a child and they sold the apartment. There was a young mother with her daughter, 4 years old. And here begins hell. From Monday to Friday, the mother wept at her daughter, the daughter wept simply because she wept at her. It all lasted for hours to three nights. In the weekend, the girl was fused somewhere and a continuous girlfriend began. After all the threats from our side, the music slowed down, but the “horse” rust became even louder. In the morning, they were singing. Only I was able to fall asleep as I jumped up from the lengthy “Ugnaya, Ugnaya”. There is nowhere to go, hell, there is space. No walls or doors. I have already started repairing that I love so much.

Then she took the dog. A small one, whirling and terrifyingly loud. And to all this weapon added a crackling, this is the kind of sound that this spitz made. I was already accustomed to the bull of garbage bags that this mother-hero left for the night in the tamper, but one day I got stuck in the shit. After a deep night, Mommy slept until lunch and, of course, she didn’t come up with anything better than sending the dog to a walk in the tambour. Now, even in the morning, we had to go out with special caution, a small spitz so longed to sink into our guests. He scratched a couple of times. Like in the multicast. Our cat walks on a luster, around a feather, my husband and I try to catch a small warhead with a destructive charge.

To all the claims there was one answer, I am a mother, I am hard, I am raising my daughter alone. When I asked early to put the child in order to let everyone sleep, the answer was masterpiece: - we have a small apartment, the child has no place to play, here you have no children in a hundred meters, you can take it in the evening. Oh, I dream of doing someone else’s child every night. The tambour was becoming more and more loud. We did not argue at first. When the first package of garbage appeared, I, realizing that it was difficult to live alone with the child, offered her help. But a poof. I have a child, you owe me everything.

Eventually I could not stand and went to the area. He wept, sincerely sympathized with me, said that he could not help anything, but advised one option. Write a complaint to the guardian. I was surprised:

What about guardianship? She is like a child does not beat when the girl is at home, drunkenness does not suit. What was the answer:

If you want to live a normal life, write a statement. The text is approximately like this. This citizen does not work anywhere, is engaged in prostitution in the apartment where the child is. The girl is probably beating, because she is constantly in blue. Please check and take action.

I left the police in anger. I’m not going to write anything, it’s just bad. Better I make sound insulation and generally sleep in the wardrobe, there is no such sound. So I lived a few more months and realized that I was ready not only to lie, for the sake of a peaceful life. I was ready to send a forever strong child to a children’s home, a dog to a circus, and my mom to be shot. I really hated them all. I treat the children well. The nephews dream of staying with us overnight, we set up a tent, look at horrors and have fun. I hated that girl.

The guardianship worked quickly. At nine in the morning on Monday, the commission was on the threshold. I didn’t even go to work and attached my ear to the wall. It was wonderful! Dog fucking in a tambour, a sleepy mommy, a mess in the apartment, a mountain of bottles, after the weekend. I was delighted! I was not ashamed of the drop. The aunt of the guardianship got caught dead. I don't know what they threatened her, but as a result, the neighbor went to work, gave her daughter to the kindergarten and got rid of the dog. And now we have complete silence and complete relaxation. She doesn’t say goodbye to us anymore, well, I’ll survive.

This is the story. I don’t even know if Anna did the right thing. In any case, everyone benefited.