I probably shouldn’t be writing about this. I’m probably jinxing it with every letter I type, but with the skies gloomy and the wind huffing, it appears that the facade is being left to its own devices today. Or at least for now.
Could it be? Could I really have silence today? Or at least a kind of city quiet, filled with the drone of cars going by, with occasional truck rumblings, with the sirens piercing and then gone.
Yesterday I stocked up on earplugs, 80 pairs of them, to gird me against the noise ahead. I also got some noise ear muffs, so I can look like one of those people who works the runway, directing imaginary planes down the hallway.
I prepared, but still had the secret hope that somehow, the work would be stalled today, and stalled it was. Yay!
Last week was a loud week, one where the grinding vibrated through my skin into my bones, no matter how I tried to ignore it. Yes, this means it might take a little longer, but on the other hand, sometimes you’ve got to have a little bit of the plus-side now, you can’t always wait for everything. Little rewards here and there.
Like a dark day with no men on the side of the building.
I never thought that would be at the top of my wish list, but here it is. And I have to say, now that I have it (maybe), it’s awfully sweet. I wonder what the weather’s supposed to be like tomorrow.
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