Field Notes- Friday, August 26th. I am having difficulty remembering what day it is.

 Yoshiro Tachibana- colorful landscapes

It's dark. almost 11am and dark- we need to turn on the lamps. The weather report in the morning paper is suggesting rain might fall.  Same as yesterday when we had thunder followed by 10 minutes of "sprinkle". I'm not impressed.  If it's dark enough at 11 am for the house lights to be on...it should RAIN. 

There was loud noise early this morning from next door- someone dropped some ladders etc just to make sure we were awake. Whatever was dropped was made of aluminum.  And there was a great deal of it. Most of the morning wake up noise is centered in the garage next door.  For maximum annoyance. It's the closest area to our bedroom window.  None of it seems accidental anymore.

Are they paying them a bonus?  Just to make noise between 7:15 and 7:30 am???  Monday- Friday.

Other neighbors are starting to notice odd behaviours. I got the scoop, so to speak, with the delivery of the Bran Muffins.  My only addition to their info...is the continuing early morning noise.  Which then stops after they are sure they woke us up.  Signaled by me shutting the windows. Some nights I don't open the windows.-- then they haul out the hammers and saws.  I don't think I will EVER speak to them.

The Mail Truck just breezed past.   Not that we have gotten any "real" mail in days.....but it gives me opportunity to go out and check the box on the street.  Which I will do now.

Yesterday's book was Mr. Wrong Number.  I guy misdials his cell phone and gets the sister of his roommate (she is sleeping in the office of his condo on a blow up mattress--across the hall from his bedroom-- after having lost her job, boyfriend and apartment (fire)).  They exchange inappropriately sexual emails. For weeks. In person, having no idea they are emailing each other, they are aggressively impolite.  It's a great book.