Seemingly everyday, the packages arrive by the truckload — It begins at 3 a.m. each morning. Seven days a week. At this ungodly witching hour, our upstairs neighbor decides it’s time to rise and shine — but not before slipping into her signature steel-toed boots that have somehow, and for some indecipherable reason, been fitted with matching steel stiletto heels. You know the kind deep-sea divers wear so they can…