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Input: Sorry for the essay. 
To keep anonymous I will keep several details different but basically I live in a very old duplex with two people that live above me on the second floor.  Now first off I will say that I completely understand that a certain amount of noise from your neighbors is unavoidable and not their fault, I have lived in several apartments and I understand that people cannot help that the building makes noise when they walk around and do daily tasks.  However it has become imo, really excessive.  I have a large dog and so do they.   When my Landlord told me that two people were moving upstairs with the dog, she assured me it was part of their lease to put carpeting down for the dog and to please let her know if there were any issues.  Trying to be nice I texted them and let them know they are welcome to share the dog poop in outside as long as they do their part in taking it to the garbage etc.  Not one time have they taken it out or changed the bag, but they use it twice daily for his poop, I do it every week.  We share laundry, and when they do their laundry they tend to leave it in for a minimum of 48 hours until I text them that I have to do laundry as well.  I am the only one who ever cleans the back staircase that we share.  These are all issues I could easily ignore if not for the noise.  I am aware that I make noise, and my dog barks, and my TV is turned up too loud.  But most of the time my dog is barking at the ceiling wondering what the fuck is going on, and my TV is turned too loud to try to drown out the noise so that I can get some fucking sleep sometimes.  Let’s get to the noise.  

Their dog has a certain habit of chewing a bone directly on the wood floor which makes my ceiling fans shake, my walls shake, is so unbearably loud that my dog will actually start to shake and cry because it sounds like somebody is breaking in through the ceiling.  I have texted them about this no less than four separate times, it continues to be a daily issue.  In addition to that they are constantly slamming furniture around, throwing things at the ground, throwing the ball across the apartment and there are 90 pound dog runs around jumping and playing for hours at a time( we have a fenced in yard).   They are yelling frequently.  I get about 2 to 3 hours of sleep a night before work and I’m tired and crabby all the time. The noise is CONSTANT and way louder than somebody just walking around having a normal day.  I’m starting to feel like I’m losing my fucking mind, so I finally texted my landlord and asked if I could and my lease early and move somewhere else.  She said no and asked me why I wanted to leave because she knows I love my apartment and I told her only about the noise and laundry issue.  I told her I would prefer for her to not contact them yet as I would like to trade a few more times for them to resolve it so we can remain friendly however she was angry because apparently it was part of their lease to put rugs down for their dog and they clearly have not so she insisted on emailing them And told me if I have any further issues with noise or the laundry to contact her again.  

I now feel really awkward and I’m nervous seeing these people around, and I do feel badly about contacting the landlord but at the same time my quality-of-life has gone down significantly since they moved in, I pay a lot of money to live here and I can’t sleep or rest ever and I have to do my laundry on their schedule of when I can get them to fucking finish theirs. 

I feel like I was a dick, I am a 27-year-old person acting like a grandmother complaining about noise but I can’t sleep and I’m going nuts!  I feel like I pay to live here as well and I shouldn’t have to be miserable all the time because they act like they live in their own house.  I did not tell my landlord that they smoke weed constantly and make my apartment smell like weed as well, and I didn’t tell the landlord that their dog tried to attack me outside and I am afraid of running into it in my own house and having it attack me or my dog.  
Am I an asshole for contacting the landlord? Should I just suck it up?

texting my landlord about my housemates