Jackhammering. I awoke to jackhammering at 7 a.m. Not the metaphorical kind — no, my head feels more like someone is drilling for oil in my brain — but the dig-up-your-entire-neighborhood kind. Road construction complete with idling diesel engines and, the creme de la creme, tar.
Don’t these people know that I need at least eight hours of sleep and my alarm goes off at 8 a.m.? That their smells trigger bad headaches or migraines? That the cacophony of heavy equipment makes it all worse? That the beeping of the walkie talkie-like cell phones, a staple of the industry, is enough to make me tear my hair out?
Like it matters to me if the neighborhood has better water pressure and streets. Harumph.
If I were writing this yesterday, I would have reminded myself that I can’t move the roadwork, but I can make myself not unhappy. Some days grumbling is a prerequisite to finding a solution. Especially when I’m tired (because a jackhammer woke me up at 7 a.m. . . .).
you know what kills me? My neighbor’s pet parrot downstairs. She used to let it squawk all hours and it really bugged me. My grandma died and I thought that screeching was going to make me lose my mind. It was continuous, unpredictable, and what’s more, I worried about the parrot if I DID complain! They weren’t giving it enough attention, it seemed…I had a horrible migraine and had to get Imitrex for it.
Thanks for commiserating with me everyone. Fortunately it didn’t last long.
It could be worse, they could be in your basement! No, seriously! It happened to me, oh, and Frank says, it is going to be coming again. They forgot the storage room.
So, Kerrie, what are you doing in, say, 6 weeks? No, not HERE, silly. I may need a place to crash!!!!! I’ll bring some of MY DMB this time around.
Me too – with me it was an idling diesel engine.
Sounds like you need to go on a vacation until they are done!!
I know that feeling. There was a protest downtown today and though I appreciate their rights, all that banging and yelling was making me crazy.
Uuuuuugggghhhhh……..
It is especially noxious when they tar every square inch of a giant parking lot. In the hottest part of summer. The odor is … potent.