Originally Posted by
Boissal
My 6 months-old is going through a growth spurt at the moment, went from sleeping through most nights to waking up 3 or 4x to eat, and being royally pissed about it. Last night was particularly bad, Ms Boissal was at work and the babe was inconsolable. She finally settled for good around 6AM and I managed to pass out. I wake up at 7:45 AM to the sound of a chainsaw right outside my window. WTF? It's snowing, miserable shitfuck weather, who is getting after a tree so early? Massive operation directly across the street at a house that has been unoccupied for 3 months, 2 trucks, a crane, 2 dudes with chainsaw, 2 giant chippers. They're taking down a MASSIVE tree in the backyard. Fucking hell, today of all days. Baby is immediately awake and raging, her mom gets home after a heinous shift, everyone's worked, nobody can sleep. I poke my nose outside just in time to see the crane swinging a 40' section of tree over the house to lower it on the street. The fucker is swinging wildly and one of the big branches rams into one of the young maples that shade our yard, snapping a bunch of branches from it. Great...
The crew is at it until 11AM but leaves a very clean job site at least. The maple will grow back, not much to do about it anyway. The babe finally goes down for a nap and I start considering some rest myself when another tree company shows up and fires up their chipper at the next house up the street. Sure, why the fuck not... At least it didn't wake her up, but I didn't get any sleep.
An hour later and I kid you not, a giant truck shows up to pump the sewer or something of the sort directly in front of the house. There's the pump truck which is loud as fuck, and a cistern truck right behind it that's just idling there, contentedly piping decibels straight into my brain. They got done around 2PM. I must have filed a solid millimeter off my teeth from all the gnashing.
So glad I was "working from home" today.