We live in a new subdivision, so there are houses going up all around us. Because of the hellish temperatures this summer (115 degrees!!!), our builder had the workers start at FIVE-FRICKIN'-O'CLOCK-IN-THE-MORNING for most of the summer. !!!
BAM BAM BAM! KNOCK KNOCK! "HEADS UP!" All morning long.
(Which is, by the way, the very middle of my night's sleep.)
When I complained about it to my husband (who is a forester for the electric company), he said, "Normal people get up early! I start knocking on doors at 7:30am."
WHAT?!
I pity the fool who knocks on my door at 7:30am.
No wonder people set their dogs on utility workers.
I know they say "the early bird gets the worm", but I figure since I'm fully bankrolled by Tree Guy, I'll let him do the worm-gathering while I get my beauty sleep.
It's win-win, really.
I have to say, though, that our differing sleep schedules really cut into my computer time. Tree Guy goes to bed at 9 or 9:30, which is just about the time that I'm amping up. Our computer is in the master bedroom, which means that my late-night blogging goofiness is severely curtailed.
This is a very serious issue.
I tried sneaking in to blog after my husband falls asleep, but that just earned me several sighs and a growl. Apparently I type loudly.
Selflessly, I tried typing more quietly, only to get in trouble for casting computer screen light upon his slumbering head.
People, hear me. I can not win.
I'm thinking of suggesting couples counseling so Tree Guy can learn to be more considerate of my needs.
