My Nemeses

Our neighbor has been spending the last few weeks completely re-landscaping her backyard. The change has truly been amazing and things will look fantastic. It will be very nice for us to gaze upon for the years to come. That's me being positive.

In the short term, I hate these people.  I hate them generally, not specifically, but hate nonetheless. Almost without fail, the moment Nathan is being put down for a nap some type of incredibly loud power tool or dump truck will start up. 45 minutes into a nap is also a popular time to rev up the engines. Grated, Nathan does a lot of sleeping.

One morning I began texting Brian with the number of times a front loader went past his window carrying loads of gravel. It happened 22 times over the course of two hours. It was not a good nap. Have I mentioned I hate this project? The pictures are terrible because I took them with my phone. I can't bring myself to actually take the camera out there. I may throw it at them.

I'm also realizing that one of the reasons I may love weekends is the quiet they bring. No wonder Nathan slept so well the last few days.