I live in a terraced house, with five properties either side of mine. My next door neighbour had some pretty hardcore renovations done to their property, starting in early August and finishing just over a week ago. Not only do I work from home, but I work from home through the evening into the wee hours of the morning. After work, I chill for a couple of hours before turning in for the day. During work, I am as quiet as I can be. I never take calls at these hours, I don't type loudly anyway, and headphones are never disconnected from the laptop and/or phone. Never had a complaint from them before. Amicable, but I never had any interest in taking our relationship beyond pleasantries, so we left it at that.

From my neighbour's house, however: Banging, crashing, smashing, drilling, shouting, grinding, and more, from Monday to Friday between 8am and 6pm and 8am to 3pm on Saturday. Sunday was the only day without any works going on, but any peace was decimated by the family that lives there screaming and shouting at each other for much of it. So, outside of their hour lunch break, I had no peace. Three months of this. It was horrific.

I didn't complain once - not to them, nor any sort of authority. For one, the builders were working during permitted hours, and for two, I came to the conclusion that any complaint on my part could lead to delays in the renovations, which I just wanted to be over and done with as quickly as possible. Besides, I don't like kicking up a fuss anyway.

On the best days, it was a major inconvenience, while on the worst days it was borderline intolerable. After around a week of getting hardly any sleep due to the works starting just a few hours into my sleep, I gradually changed my sleep schedule to ensure I was awake while they were working and that I would be able to sleep at night. My performance at work suffered as a result of the constant barrage of noise, and working through the night, when the builders were not there, was no longer an option.

I powered through, and the work was finally completed. Thank god. I got myself back on schedule, and everything was just the way it was before. For a few days anyway.

Yesterday evening, the woman next door knocked. She came to tell me that I was making far too much noise at night. Confused as to why she had never complained before, I told her that I wasn't aware I was making as much noise as she was purporting. In fact, I knew I wasn't making anywhere even close to the noise she was purporting. Turns out, one of the renovations they had done was converting part of the living room into a bedroom, with a wall between the two, leaving a smaller living room and a bedroom. This new bedroom is right next to the room from which I work.

She asked me what I was going to do about it. As you can imagine, I could have said a lot more to her - and I wanted to, believe me - but I left it at this: "You're the one who chose to put a bedroom right next to my living room. Are you asking me to change my lifestyle, which you've never had a problem with in six years, to accommodate yours?" Something to that effect.

"Well, I can't sleep at night with all the typing and footsteps and moving about."

I live on my own, I type as quietly as the keyboard will allow, I use headphones on all of my devices (even the TV, which I usually watch to chill out after work), and my floors are carpeted, so what's the problem? I really don't make any noise, and I know it.

After some more ranting and raving from her, I just put my hand up, told her it was her poor decision that got her here, and that there is nothing I can do. Then I closed the door and she went off in a huff.

Am I in the wrong here? If anyone could provide any advice on how to move forward, I would really appreciate it.

Thanks in advance.