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Going utterly nuts
Jun. 30th, 2005 02:25 pmThat construction that I was bitching about last summer? They're re-doing the front of the house (well, 'cause there was a tree, and shade, and the wall had just been covered over and was leaking, so it's understandable, but still). Which means that I get woken up at 8 by the sound of electric drills, saws, and hammers. Joy. At least this summer, there's running water.
However. The constant sound that I can't escape from is driving me nuts. I'm never alone. The kids are always there, and my parents seem to think that of course I love being surrounded by people all day, and why would I need time to myself. This, combined with the constant irritant of noise, is making me incredibly irritable. I feel like biting every time someone touches me. I'm not asking for much - give me half an hour with no people and no noise, and I'll be ok. But this... seriously, I have to be in the middle of fucking nowhere (pretty much literally), with no car, to be surrounded by people enough to make me irritated. It boggles the mind. This is, by the way, one of the reasons I like The Roommate - she's not always around, and when she is, she's not always with me! Solitude isn't a disease - it's a necessity. Grrr.
That said, I think I'm going to escape to the pool. The kids'll be there, sure, but if I can read, and ignore them, and be away from the infernal noise of construction. And I'm almost done work from last meeting. Yay.
However. The constant sound that I can't escape from is driving me nuts. I'm never alone. The kids are always there, and my parents seem to think that of course I love being surrounded by people all day, and why would I need time to myself. This, combined with the constant irritant of noise, is making me incredibly irritable. I feel like biting every time someone touches me. I'm not asking for much - give me half an hour with no people and no noise, and I'll be ok. But this... seriously, I have to be in the middle of fucking nowhere (pretty much literally), with no car, to be surrounded by people enough to make me irritated. It boggles the mind. This is, by the way, one of the reasons I like The Roommate - she's not always around, and when she is, she's not always with me! Solitude isn't a disease - it's a necessity. Grrr.
That said, I think I'm going to escape to the pool. The kids'll be there, sure, but if I can read, and ignore them, and be away from the infernal noise of construction. And I'm almost done work from last meeting. Yay.
