I have finally discovered the source of the bane of my weekend existence.
For the last couple of weekends, I’ve heard a very loud circular saw, a lot of drilling, and some hammering (some with what has got to be a sledgehammer, some with a regular hammer) starting at 8am.
I cannot even begin to tell you how much this annoys me. I use weekend mornings to catch up on my sleep, and if I am awakened, it throws off my whole day.
I’m tired for the rest of the day, and I end up just being a total lump, taking a nap, then returning to being a total lump, because it’s usually too late to do anything by the time I wake up besides order pizza.
I hadn’t been able to locate the source of the noise in my one previous attempt of walking around the building, since I can’t echolocate it because my building has a hollow core, which makes it very, very difficult to aurally fixate on a location.
Also, as I found out today, the culprits had the door closed when I went to look in that particular area.
The area, it turns out, is the apartment that’s adjacent to mine, but the door is only accessible by going all the way around to the other side of the building. I’d draw a diagram, but I’m tired.
I finally got fed up and went over to see what the fuck was going on, and it was two contractors, blasting Tejano music and sawing away, putting in a new floor and god knows what else.
It looked like they were completley remodeling the apartment. I wanted to give them what for, but a) they were HUGE guys and b) I would have had to shout really, really loud to be heard over the music, and I was just way too tired to deal with either complication.
Plus, it’s not like they can do anything about it. They’re paid, they come when they’re paid to show up. It’s probably the landlord paying them to fix the place up anyway.
It’s not like it’s some jerk who actually lives in the building doing it, who I can take revenge on by pointing my really, really powerful amplifier at his wall and playing “Purple Haze” at full volume at 3am, preferably without tuning up first.
So I guess I’m just going to have to live with it. Or at least I will until the lack of sleep causes me to have a psychotic break…