I don’t handle loud bangy noises very well. Lately, I have not been handling anything very well, but the loud bangy noises are not helping.
The apartment above us is empty and they are getting it ready for a future tenant. The workmen started yesterday and they were up there again today. It sounds like a heard of raging elephants fighting a heard of very annoyed hippos with mortar guns and grenades. It sounds like they are all going to come crashing through my ceiling at any moment. I have no idea what they are actually doing, but somehow I don’t think it’s just cleaning, vacuuming and painting.
It really sucks to be as sensitive to your environment as I am. It’s like having exposed psychic nerves or something. That’s the only way I can think to describe it at the moment.
Anyway, I’m enjoying some relative peace and quiet now. I’m looking forward to moving in a few months. I really am. Truly. More than ever. Really.
