So here I am on Sunday afternoon, in at the office hoping to get some work done without the din of the jackhammers. Except that today’s the day that Nathan has decided to construct some sort of sailboat out of 2x4s in the back yard, 4 feet from my office window. Which requires use of Noisy Power Tools.
Try as I might, thus, I cannot escape the din. I might as well fold and move to New York City and set up on the sidewalk. Sigh.