Day Three

I woke up to the pitter patter of work boots on my ceiling again today.

I have to re-classify Dexter as the brave cat, as he is currently sitting in the middle of the living room glaring at the ceiling. He came out and mewed at me to let me know he was not especially happy about it, but he has adapted to the thought that having 20 men stomping on the ceiling, yelling and running power tools is going to be a permanent thing. Lucy is not there yet. She's under the bed.

I have 1 hour before I have to log into the phones. Right now the noise isn't terrible. They are scraping the shingles off the front of the building. But after they get the old off then the hammering starts so I will have to play it by ear about what to do workwise.

But I am so proud of Dexter for being so brave.

Savannah was not quite as brave about the whole thing. To go potty, we had to go under a tarp and then walk over another tarp. She did okay going out as she had to go do her business but coming back in was a struggle, I caught her just before she'd managed to pull her head out of her collar and make a run for it. She's done that to me too many times in the past, so I was waiting for it and grabbed her collar to stop her from being Houdini. LOL As I'm in my PJs still, I wasn't up for a game of chase Savannah around the lake while people yell, "There is a leash law in Wake County. Leash your dog!"

Day Two of Roofing Project

I went to bed early in preparation of the 8am wake up call. That being said, they didn't show up until 10am, so I am in a chipper mood today. I got plenty of sleep and I was prepared to wake up to the sound of cats growling, people stomping on the roof and singing. Hopefully, crazy screaming neighbor got a good night sleep as well so I won't have to hear her outside losing it over the noise. (the funny thing to me is that she doesn't live on the top floor so the noise wouldn't be as bad)

I haven't seen either cat since the roofers showed up. The "pitter patter" of boots on the ceiling apparently sent them into hiding again. I'm just thankful that this time Lucy isn't running around growling. That was getting really irritating. It is bad enough that Savannah has to touch me at all times but having Lucy streak through the place all snarls and growls was too much. (and I learned--no picking her up when she is that worked up. And even though it was tempting to give her a little shimmy to see if I could get her to cat yodel, I decided against it.)



So day 2 so far is going well.

Off to go work on my Saroyen Scarf. And for those of you following at home, you are correct. That wasn't on the original list of projects that I must finish. This is the danger of Ravelry and local yarn shops. Carol from Shuttles, Needles and Hooks had beautiful superwash Malabrigo in stock. It sells fast so I had to buy some. (LOL--yes, I acknowledge that I am powerless to resist) And then because I had purty yarn, I had to make something with it.

Next on the list is Traveling Woman as I have some amazing Malabrigo sock yarn that I bought from Downtown Knits.

LOL And thanks to the folks at Ravelry, most specifically the ones that hang out in the cat hair in my knitting group, I am now all paranoid about shingle dust falling out of all my vents, and fans. Last night I was turning the oven fan on and off to make sure that any food I prepared would not get seasoned with shingles.

It is going to be a LONG weekend

I need a Xanax!!

Anyone got a couple that they can spare???

I woke up this morning to the sound of Lucy growling. She was running from room to room growling up a storm. While I was processing Lucy growling, I ended up with a 45lb cattle dog trying to sit on my head. And then I hear it--footsteps on the roof. Santa? Nope, Santa does not whistle and yell to his reindeer in Spanish. Must be the roofers. /sigh

Now I’m not too terribly unhappy that they are redoing my roof as it leaked during heavy rain storms and I did know that they were going to be working on my roof. Just the notice said that they’d be doing it Monday morning. There was no mention of 8am Saturday morning. I have to keep reminding myself that this really is a good thing as I work from home and every weekend day that they do this is a day that I won’t potentially have to take a vacation day due to noise. (I work on the phone all day so I’d figured on taking at least one day of vacation)

So it has now been 2 hours of roofing. I’ve finally had enough coffee to be coherent and Lucy is STILL running around the place growling. Savannah is glued to me. I watched her squeeze her 45lb dog body into a tiny spot between my computer chair, the wall and my foot. And Dexter? LOL. For once, he’s the good cat. Upon the threat of danger, he did what he always does--hide.

I found him and was laughing at his hiding spot. I saw a suspicious lump under my covers and put my hand under the covers to pet him, but this time he flashed back to his kitten days and burrowed under the fitted sheet and mattress pad. (I wish that I’d seen him do it as it must have been a squeeze as at 17lbs he is not a tiny kitteh)

So now, I need either prescription drugs to make it to sundown when the roofing ends or I need to drink more coffee and find a nice quiet place to hide. I’m thinking about crashing at a LYS for a few hours and letting the critters fend for themselves.

Oh fabulous! Now they have a truck that beeps when it backs up. LOL. Sorry pets, I’m taking a shower and heading out to a LYS.

Edited to add that now the roofers have started singing! And one of them is whistling in harmony. That made up my mind. As there are no margaritas served at my place, I cannot enjoy the impromptu Mariachi performance. I'm out of here!

What really made me laugh was the neighbor who went outside and then stood out there screaming at them to STFU. She was really losing it. (guessing she didn't have margaritas either). I had visions of being that person talking to the news crew. "Well, she really was a quiet neighbor--all up to the point that she started using the roofers for sniper target practice. Who knew?"

Edited to add that at 5:36pm it is finally quiet again. I haven't seen either cat yet, but I figure by about 10pm Dexter should get brave enough to come out to use the facilites and eat some canned food. Savannah and I went for a walk around the lake and casually asked one of the guys if they'd be here tomorrow. Bright and early at 8am again tomorrow apparently. The guy did say that they expected to finish up tomorrow so that is a good thing. I won't have to burn any vacation time for this at least. And as I was typing this, Lucy came out and did a quick inspection of the living room. She looks a little perturbed but at least she's stopped growling and made it through the day without stroking out over the people on the roof.

Edited again to say that Dexter came out of hiding a lot sooner than I thought. I was opening a can of food for Lucy the Brave Explorer when all of a sudden Dexter appeared. And when I say he appeared it really did seem like he fell from the sky. He literally vaulted over Lucy to be first in the kitchen. Apparently hiding under the covers from ceiling monsters really works up an appetite. He promptly scarfed down a plate of food and then went to the dog bed and went to sleep. (apparently hiding under bed covers is tiring as well)

Ravelry thread here if anyone wants to read it. :)