HOW I KNOW IT'S 4:30

It's 4:30 and I don't even need to look at a clock.
  1. I know it's 4:30 because my neighbor blows every leaf, twig, and speck of dust off her driveway and yard with a leaf blower!
  2. Every. Fucking. Day.
    Like clockwork
  3. She's been doing this every fucking day since the first of the year.
    I'm assuming she got the leaf blower for Christmas.
  4. It sounds like this:
    WHUU-uh-uh. WHUU-uh-uh. WHUUUUUU-uh-uh.
  5. It goes on for at least half an hour.
    If I'm lucky.
  6. She blows when it's windy. She blows when it rains.
    She's driving this neighbor fucking insane.
  7. It sets my teeth on edge.
    And it's starting to make me angry.
  8. Today I got up and slammed our front window shut, hoping she'd notice.
    But she was concentrating too hard on that one—ONE—leaf she couldn't blow off the lawn.
  9. Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up!
    For the love of god, bend over and pick it up!
  10. I get it, neighbor, obsessive-compulsive disorder is a complicated and debilitating problem. I know that must be it, because you also never go further away from your house than the curb.
    But that noise! I can't take that noise: Every. Fucking. Day.
  11. Think of your neighbors and go back to using your broom.
    It was far more efficient.
  12. I'm not afraid to talk to a neighbor about an issue—and I know her, but if she is OCD, it may only make things worse, AND she doesn't speak English.
    And I am not equipped to ask her if she could please cut back on the leaf blowing in Spanish.
  13. Please help me.