Pound of Flesh.

[tablesaw]

I'm at home now. I worked for about thirty minutes.

I've been dealing with construction in the backyards of three of the yards that adjoin mine. There's some remodeling, a deck's being built, and someone's fixing their garage. It's been getting better, though, with less use of the mind-piercing metal grinder.

Apparently, this is the universe's cue to start construction at my place of employment. I went in to work today to discover that there was an incessant pounding noise, like a blunted jackhammer, coming from two floors above. I tried moving around the building, but although it was slightly softer, it was still too much for me.

There was no warning that there'd be any major construction today, so I don't know whether there will be more tomorrow.

ThuNYTX: 5:47.
45°F

Comments

[wesleyjenn.livejournal.com]

I find it sort of amusing that your temperatures have been roughly the same as Bostons for the last week or so. Makes me feel better about myself somehow. :)

[tablesaw]

Keep in mind that I've been posting at night or in the morning. In the afternoon, it's been beautiful in the mid seventies.

[wesleyjenn.livejournal.com]

Did you have to ruin my party? Give a girl some hope. :)