Yup. It's me. I'm the person up at 7 a.m. traipsing all over my hardwood floors in my hard-soled slippers and driving you nuts.
Okay, maybe not driving *you* nuts, but the poor guy downstairs who had to come tell me to be quiet.
"Oh gosh yes", I am too loud.
Here I've been for the last two years, thinking my building was so quiet, and it isn't. It's just that *I* am the noisy one.