It has not been a productive start to the week for me. We’ve been having the roof repaired and it is not a quiet process. I wish I was better at blocking out noise but I’ve found it too difficult to concentrate with loud banging and crashing going on all day. I tried writing and failed (actually even the laptop was struggling with the tremors – the cursor kept jumping all over the page and the second half of words ended up being inserted in the middle of the paragraph above). I tried to do a bit of editing but kept losing track mid-sentence every time a noisy series of bangs shook the room. I then picked up a book and figured I’d get in some reading if I couldn’t write, but I couldn’t even manage that with all the noise.
I’ve always known that I worked better with peace and quiet but I was surprised at how badly I coped with the cacophony of bangs and thuds.
I would have felt a little more justified at my intolerance to the noise if it had been shared with others; however, my young son slept through the racket at his usual naptime with no real problems and my cat, who had scampered onto my lap to seek refuge from the scary noise, also fell asleep with no trouble.
A toddler and a cat had happily gone to sleep through the loud noise but I couldn’t write? How feeble is that? Maybe I just needed to invest in a good pair of earplugs.
The plan is now to write like crazy once the aforementioned toddler has gone to bed this evening. I just have to make sure I don’t fall asleep immediately after he nods off like I did last night! Otherwise this could turn out to be a very unproductive couple of days indeed.