My mom is getting the dividing line between my neighbor and our house redone. There used to be a huge tree there, but my mom decided to take the tree out, and instead just put a layer of cement to replace it.
This was the reason why I woke up at 5:30 in the morning to the sound of drills and jackhammers. At first, I thought it was the sound of a machine gun, and I fell out of bed, but apparently, it was the construction workers. I stomped out of my room with my hair looking like the Bride of Frankenstein, and glared at my mom who was just sitting there reading a book.
"MOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM"
"What?"
"WHAT ARE THEY DOING?!"
"Remodeling, duh."
I understand the need to do the construction work, but do they really have to do it in the morning when sane people are sleeping? It may not look like it, but I need my beauty sleep or I end up looking like a sasquatch; it's true :roll: . Later that day, when I came back from school, the construction workers were still here, drilling away at the cement.
Thank goodness it's Friday.
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