So I'm not sure how many of you have had the privilege of living in a new neighborhood development, but Sean and I have been so lucky. Or at least I thought we were lucky until they started springing up houses behind us. Today was nice and rainy and rather peaceful...until it stopped raining and the lunatic construction workers came out to put a roof on a house. Literally since about lunch time today they have been up there with their silly little hammers banging nails into sheets of plywood and now they're hammering all those little nails into the black paper stuff that goes under the shingles. I am this close to walking over there with Sean's FatMax (his really heavy duty hammer) and showing them a thing or two about hammering....all....day....long. I truly believe I may lose my mind. The saddest part about the whole thing is that there are 2 empty lots on each side of our house with SOLD signs in the grass. That means I have the blessing of 4 brand spanking new homes to be built in the near future right by my eardrums. Thank you Jesus that school should be back in session and will have the opportunity to miss the hammering for the most part. But then wait... what's better?...hammering?....or a class full of loud first graders? I think I'm screwed either way.