...That I hate Daylight Savings Time?
It messes me up for days!
Last night, I turned in early. Why? Because I only managed to sleep for about four hours on Sunday night. So, of course, I woke up at 3:30 AM. Once I convinced the cats it was not morning, I went back to bed. And lay there. And lay there. And rolled over and lay there some more. I was almost convinced that I wasn't going to get back to sleep, when suddenly, I hear a jackhammer. That's right--a jackhammer! Casting a bleary eye at my alarm clock, I notice two things: the sky is starting to lighten, and it's 7:15. I guess I did go back to sleep, after all.
My neighbour (up the street, on the other side) has been annoying me for weeks now. They are adding a three-car garage onto their house, and this is, apparently, a very noisy process, and continues from dawn till dusk.
I noticed yesterday that the driveway was poured and cured. I guess they poured some of it where it shouldn't be, and, this morning, were taking some of it away.
It's an ibuprofin day.