When I told my sister that I had actually worked in my garden–for the first time since the construction began in December, eight months ago–she was so happy for me that the noise was over. I quickly corrected her, “Uh, no. It’s not.”
In fact, in Week 32 the noise and vibration was sufficient to bring me to my knees, begging for mercy. Here’s what was happening then:
Previous articles in “Living next to construction” series:
- Practicing yoga with construction noise
- Dancing with my devil: winter construction
- Footers & foundation in winter construction
- Snowfall doesn’t stop the winter construction
- Effects of construction noise
- Gifts of Construction: Gift #1
- Gifts of Construction: Gift #2
- Seven Spiritual Laws of Success
- Living next to construction, weeks 1-19
- 19 reasons to leave when construction begins next door
- National holidays don’t apply to contractors
- Living next to construction: and the beat goes on and on and on . . . .
