Two ladies live next door, each have a son.
The boys share the master bedroom which is the attached side to my bedroom.
The stairs (also adjoining side) are not carpeted as are not the downstairs floors.
I accept there will be noise, I accept one/both children will jump from the 4th from last stair to the ground every fucking time. I accept the children will run around the entire house shouting until 11pm most nights during the holidays, making me sometimes wonder if they are in my actual fucking house.
What I cannot accept, after a hard weeks graft at work is being woken up at 7 fucking am to yelling, singing and jumping around from the adjoining bedroom for an hour which now means I am unable to get back to sleep. FFS 