We've been having our roof worked on for the last week, which is something that needs to be done but at the same time is a huge annoyance. Constant pounding, drilling, and who knows what else. I haven't been able to think straight, since of course, the dog is pretty much about to have a nervous breakdown--as is the cat, but at least she doesn't spend all day, every day, barking.
The only cool thing about is that the guys doing it are all Hispanic and sometimes one of them will start singing in Spanish, which is nice. They whistle and talk and seem like a pretty happy bunch, despite the fact that my dog is barking up at them and most likely wishing she could taste their blood.
Concentrating on work has been difficult. The book is moving at a snail's pace right now. (Sorry Nick!) Hopefully I'll be able to get back in the saddle in the next day or so and just pound the hell out of the thing and get it over with. That'll be a huge load of my mind and then there's November. Oh, boy. Good times ahead.
Hope everyone is well and getting ready for Halloween. The spookies are on their way, slithering up the street and across your yard to knock at your door and climb in your windows. They're coming for you, Barbara! Ha. How over-used is that line anyway...???