I Need Ear Plugs

I’d just about give up my left big-toe right now to have a little silence.  I’m even thinking of going and sitting in my car.  Between DSB and his obsession with the TV, and the dogs going sideways because the neighbors happen to be hanging out in the driveway, and DSB’s phone ringing incessantly, and my blood thumping in my ears, I’m about to go a little haywire.

It’s been a busy week, a busy weekend, and I am still running on a sleep deficit.  I don’t feel very good physically, due to the lack of sleep, and the neighbors are about to not feel very good physically get an earful if they don’t get out of my yard.  I’m starting to feel more than a little cranky around the edges.

Really, why must there be such noise?

I almost took a nap today, but QoB called and I ripped off the ol’ CPAP, invited her over, and went off to find some pants.  It really turned out to be a good thing that she came over, because we got quite a bit done.  Or rather, QoB cleaned like the madwoman that she is and I helped do a few things, but otherwise sat around feeling ill and guilty for not helping much.

And I have ants.  Hopefully we took care of them, but mercy, there were quite a few.  When I told DSB, he was unimpressed and told me that he had advised me of such over a week ago.  Somehow I doubt that, but we must choose our battles, so I said, “Ok, hon,” and went back to doing dishes.  I really did do a lot of dishes today.  That I know as concrete fact, whereas it is remotely possible that DSB had already advised me of the ants a week ago.  Like I said, you pick your battles.

Another battle that I did not end up picking with DSB was that of the “miscellaneous computer crap” that has been piling up in my dining room over the last month.  QoB nipped that one in the bud and tucked it all away, nice and neat.  On a not-so-lovely note, DSB did not notice that it was all gone when he came inside.  Apparently chaos only drives ME insane.

My apologies that this post is all over the place.  I am suffering severe brain fog that I am hoping will remit, say, tomorrow, because I am positive I am going to get a good night’s sleep.  Cross your fingers and toes on that one.  I know I am.

 

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12 thoughts on “I Need Ear Plugs

  1. Let me be the first to congratulate you on yer DSB not noticing the lack of computer guts. This is a good thing {{MarthaVoice}}.

    What I l.o.v.e. is that ya just throw it out there (blogwise) and call it good. This, my friend, is the inherent trait of someone who can hella write. We believe We’ve already said it, but bears repeating due to that widget on the left shoulder. 😉

    Noise from barking dogs can become intolerable for me, but only noticed when BigDawg isn’t on da porch. Noise from a TV has become a comfort zone for me, discovered recently. Having said it… I can crank down the volume by hollering “enough already.” Doubtful yer at that exquisite point of relationshipness yet.

    QofD finds herself jealous… of the NoMoBlogoRamaPoblano whatever ’tis called. She loves to write, but never the courage to put ‘er out there on the www where it might connect back to her, even with those who know her well… but alas, She would censor due to either.

    Kudos, for being yerself. ’tis a most admirable trait… kinda the “no fear” gesture We wish could be emulated, interiorly.

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  2. Oh man, last night, my neighbors rocked out till 2am to spanish versions of K-pop songs and my roommates let their dogs bark wildly till 10. I have a sound-headache that I just can’t shake… so I completely get the brain fog thing. 🙂 Kudos for writing anyway– us Poblanos are rockin’ it! 🙂

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    • Yes, we Poblanos rock, no matter what! 😀 My neighbors are annoying as far as standing out in the yard, but at least there is no Spanish K-pop. I’m not sure they would survive if that were the case. Kudos to you for not sticking your boot where the sun don’t shine! 😀

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  3. Hope you feel better! There is some sort of chipper being run in my neighbor’s yard right now, so I can somewhat relate. (And I am the only one who gets driven crazy by clutter too.)

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