On Monday I thought I would read a few chapters  while the daycare kids were outside running around and enjoying the sunshine.  All was fine until about 5 minutes into the reading,   here comes my neighbor with a wrench in his hand,  “Howdy” I smile and wave, “Just thought I’d do a few chores it’s a nice day”.  I smile again and say “yea it’s a nice day for that or something.  He walks over to the rusty old swingset that has been there for about 10 years and starts banging on it with his wrench tryring to tighten up the bolts.  Ok, he is about 68 years old and no kids at home, why why why, does he choose to do this now?????  It triggers his three yappy dogs to bark bark bark  incessantly, which triggers the daycare to to scream scream scream, then MY dog starts barking and then he starts yelling at his dogs to be quiet, and I start yelling at my dog to go inside and try to calm down the situation.  They all quiet down for 5 minutes and go I go back to reading,

 

Two paragraphs into the page,  now Mr. Handyman gets out his lawnmower and the whole chaotic mess starts again.  I tough it out and try to ignore all noise, the lawnmower drowns out the kids screaming and dog barking.  Im really trying to be understanding, After all, the man does have things to do on his day off.   He finishes the lawn in about ½ an hour,  THEN gets out his weedwhacker and away he goes, and away they go, craziness at its best.  I finally gave up and took all the kids inside and put them down for a name, settled my dog down and sat on the sofa, trying to regroup.  Then what do I hear outside??  NOTHING! Abosolutely NOTHING but the birds singing and an occasional car drive by!!!   I chalked it all up to bad timing and never gave it another thought.

 

So Tuesday morning, another beautiful morning, right?  I’ll try this again, don’t you know the EXACT same situation occurs again but with my neighbor on the other side of me!  Not with lawnmowers and weedwhackers, but with a WOODCHOPPER!!! He feels the need to chop firewood on a 75 degree TUESDAY MORNING!  Gah! 

 

It is now Wednesday morning and its sunny and 75, I am not stupid enough to try going out back to read again. I am hearing in the distance the neighbor right behind me starting his power washer looks like he might be geared up to wash his house.  An all day job…

 

I freaking giveup, there is no rest for the wicked and I’m guessing I will have to deal with this all summer.  Why did I think living in the burbs would be a quiet existence?