I feel assailed by noise today, everything everywhere has been abnormally noisy and loud. Forget cream cakes, chocolate, a romantic dinner or good sex.... all I crave right now is a little peace and quiet!
Last night the wind returned with a vengeance, speeds of up to 50 mph and gusts over 70 prevailed until mid afternoon today. All night long the windows rattled, the roof banged loudly, slates crashed to the ground intermittently, the loft hatch lifted and dropped with a thud a thousand times and the floor quite literally vibrated.
Parts of dismembered trees, dustbins, boxes, plant pots and all manner of debris flew and crashed around and by 2 am I had given up the unequal struggle that was sleep and took refuge with a cup of drinking chocolate in front of the TV. The wind howled and whistled around the building without end, the street lights swayed an unnerving degree, one positioned worryingly over my car rocked back and forth all night and day and the electricity flickered madly on and off, with far too much frequency.
I managed 3 hours sleep and then braved the elements to get to work........more noise! The wind battered and howled my small car for the entire journey and was 'beautifully' accompanied by the sound of my exhaust, which chose this morning to 'blow'.
My arrival at work I hoped would bring some peace, Thursdays are not generally particularly busy and we no longer have 'musak' droning on....oh how wrong can one be? Somehow it slipped my mind that the store where I work has just begun a major rebuild. We of course trade throughout this, a third of the square footage is behind hoardings at a time, while shopfitters, electricians, plumbers and all manner of tradesmen and women 'do their thing' with hammers, saws, kango hammers, cranes, iron work, brickwork blah, blah, blah. The place was utter bedlam.
And on it went, nine hours of constant noise, of shouting to be heard and of not being able to hear.... and then it was time for home......more wind, more blowing exhaust and 'oh joy', PG had the music channel on upon my arrival, at some unearthly decibel level!
PLEASE...all I want is a a little quiet, to be able to hear myself think, is that too much to ask?
And the wind still blows and the roof still rattles..............
Arghhhhhh!!
Thursday, 20 January 2005
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Want to trade your noise for three kids that fight, scream, whail and blow snot for a day?
I'll trade with ya - I mean it! :)
Lol Scarlett, good point well made! See, I'm turning into one of those odd, 'set in my ways childless' souls already! heh. I think I'll decline your kind offer and stick with the wind and the building site......they won't last 16 years! :o)
Two little words, Scottie. Ear plugs. I wear them every day at work. I wore them to bed nearly every night for ten years. The first six years were spent beside Donna, whose snoring was like large hailstones on a tin roof. The last four years, I lived in a basement apartment beneath the noisiest Russian couple on the planet.
But now? I sleep alone in my own home. My ears, like my head, are empty.
Peace. Shhhhhhh.
PS. I adore your little bird!
Lol...but earplugs hurt!....the wind has gone this morning tho and I have the flat to myself so all is peaceful, heh.
Er..sorry, the little bird has 'done the off'.
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