NOW THAT'S NOT FUNNY

Interlude: NOISE

What the hell is making that horrible alien like racket outside? I think to myself, as I get up from my perch in front of my computer, and walk towards the back door to investigate. Damn, they're nailing shingles on the roof of the house next door I hissed outloud, as I realized the only thing left for me to do is go take a hot shower if I wanted to have any peace and quiet at all. I certainly can't concentrate with all that racket invading my peace and quiet.

My husband's at work. I remind myself it's Saturday. Damn!

My son's Billy and Jon-Ray are sleeping. I don't understand how they can sleep with all that noise next door.

It's so cold. The heater vent thingee should have well warmed up the bathroom by now, so I'm going to go take a hot, hopefully soothing shower, and try to figure out what mischief I can find to get into today all by myself. Damn, I wish Rick didn't have to work today.