Another ear post?! Lord almighty. No, today’s post actually references the ungodly noise blasting from what seems like every corner of our quiet little neighborhood today. I went out for a bike ride at 9:30 this morning, at which time everything seemed normal. By the time I got back, our street was packed with trucks, trailers and construction equipment, as apparently half of the residents decided to do major projects on their homes on the same day.
Since then, our ears have been assaulted with a never-ending din, ranging from gas-powered compressors running power washing equipment to our next-door neighbors doing some kind of major renovation that involved drilling anchors into the concrete between our homes, grinding on aluminum, hammering on the walls and parking their trucks and cars all over the street. It didn’t help that it’s garbage pickup day, with all the associated noise and clutter that inevitably brings.
Most of it has stopped by now, but the metal grinding is still going on.
Today brought some of the nicest weather we’ve had in southwest Florida in literally years — cool, but not chilly, with a pleasant breeze blowing. Too bad the only thing blowing in through my office room’s open window was the smell of cigarettes from the smokestack neighbors.
Part of me wonders whether they’re trying to add lots of upgrades to their house next door, because they need them to offset the huge chunk of value they’ve removed from their property by painting the garage floor electric blue.
But I’m perilously close to sounding like a crabby old coot right about now, so I’ll stop. At least I’m not leaving passive-aggressive anonymous letters of complaint in their mailbox.
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