DP and I both have the flu or possibly the crow virus. We have been self-isolating for several days.
We've both been feeling shit and trying to sleep/rest, but the house across the road have been having some work done and the guy has been using a circular saw to cut wood for what feels like aeons.
It was bad enough when I felt really shit, and I just lay in bed feeling generally dreadful. Today I feel much better and I want to go and kill him, or at least make him stop. The whining sound of the saw goes right through me, and has the same effect as the nails on a blackboard noise.
If I'm BU, please can someone suggest a way of overcoming my wound up tighter than a drumskin rage, or I'm really going to lose it.
I'd prefer not to enter into retaliatory noise, like playing Carmina Burana REALLY REALLY LOUD, but I fear it may yet come to that.
Incidentally, these are the same neighbours that bought the world's flimsiest bin store, put it up, then went away for two weeks when it was stormy. It fell apart a bit, and we had to endure 2 weeks of it clattering 24/7, so they're not in my good books.
In fairness, the guy did come over and apologise about the bin store.