Saturday, October 20, 2012

My head is exploding

The roofers have been on my roof ALL DAY THURSDAY, ALL DAY FRIDAY, ALL DAY TODAY.

BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, HAMMER, HAMMER, HAMMER, SCRAPE, BANG, BANG, BANG, HAMMER, HAMMER, SCRAPE, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, HAMMER, HAMMER, HAMMER, SCRAPE, BANG, BANG, BANG, HAMMER, HAMMER, SCRAPE, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, HAMMER, HAMMER, HAMMER, SCRAPE, BANG, BANG, BANG, HAMMER, HAMMER, SCRAPE.



And the builders have been finishing my bookshelves and the painter has been painting my pantry shelves.  I totally feel like Shelley Long or Tom Hanks in "The Money Pit", I walk through my house  every day, saying hello to all the workmen either inside it or looking in through the windows.

When will it ever end?

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