The Effects of Construction...

by MissKris
Last week we saw a sign on the elevator door about something going on in our building.  This happens pretty frequently, and I usually stare at the sign, pick out a few words, note the dates and just assume what's going to happen.  Usually that works out alright for me.

Like the time I figured out electricity, meter, please be at home + date and time.  The meter reader came and all was good.

This time, however, I didn't do quite as good a job, and this is probably the one time I really needed as much time as possible to process the information in said sign so as not to lose my schnitzel.

I figured out construction, noise-intensive, sorry for the inconvenience + date.  This lead me to believe that Monday would be a day of loud construction noise.

If only I'd read a little further... Monday starts the day of loud construction noise, which will likely continue until the middle of August.  THANK GOD I'm leaving in 20 days.  So far it has been 3.2 days of construction noise and I'm ready to throw myself out the window.

Let me explain...

In Germany, the walls are built of reinforced concrete and brick.  This must be the most effective sounding board ever, because though the construction is two doors down, it sounds like it's right here in my apartment.  Pair that with our 6 story staircase (also concrete and brick) which acts as a giant megaphone (that's one of those cone things you yell through, right?) and you have the same noise but once right after each other and twice as loud.

This is NOT ordinary construction.

It begins at 6:30am.

If I had to be at work at 7:30, maybe this would be incentive to get out of bed.  But such is not the case.  Currently, I am pregnant and trying as hard as humanly possible to save up my sleep for after the baby comes (okay, I know it doesn't work that way, but let a woman dream!).  This means I get up in the morning and usually decide it's too early and go back to bed for a few hours.  Or maybe take a nap in the afternoon.

Not. Anymore.  Thank you construction men...

From now on I will be up at 6:30 and will not sleep again until nighttime.  For a normal person, this is probably fine, but I'm TRYING TO SAVE UP MY SLEEP!

In addition to the ungodly hours these men work, the noise is reminiscent of road construction.  No ordinary hammers, nails and drills here.  They're going all out with jackhammers and other vibrating power tools.  Plus some sort of industrial sized sledge-hammer that sounds like an army is about to pound through the wall of my kitchen.

I might be okay with the noise if it was constant.  Maybe I would get used to it.  Like the noise the refrigerator makes, or that weird humming you hear when you have a new electronic item and it bothers you for weeks until you figure out what it is, but then you forget about it.

But to add to the fact that I'm not a super huge fan of loud noises and I would probably be driven batty even if it was constant, IT ISN'T.

It's a BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzz (the little z's are the echo) BZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzz BZZzz BZz .....          ... BZz BZz BZz BZz BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzz .....  ....  BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzz.... BZZzz.  (approximate 5 minutes of jackhammer noise)

Seriously.  This.  Is.  Freaking.  Ridiculous.

If I were not a pregnant woman I would be driven to drink.

Wait.  I think it stopped.  Shh... don't let it know I know.  Maybe they're on break.  Maybe I can sneak in a 15 minute nap.  Or do the dishes in the kitchen without wearing earplugs.  Or think clearly without my thoughts being inter--- never mind...

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