Absolutely lousy.
Fever has broken, but somehow my body has taken in all the sounds and unplanned intrusions. Bit stressed out.
Housing company is working on the houses. We got a strict planning in a letter, but the planning is impossible (it was weird to read, so yes, impossible does make sense). So now the workmen improvise. Never know what it is going to be. According to the original plan, my block would be worked on next week, one week only. Now they have been working on several blocks at the same time, with various things. Mine is the misfortune to have an aggregate in front of the house. Aggregate catering two blocks. I fear it is here to stay for a little longer. They also got new instructions on what to work on. Yesterday I found them pneumatically hammering between the bricks of my shed. Big surprise again. So I'm living in an improvisation renovation site. Expecting a cameraman turning up with a program maker yelling "surprise" every moment.
I did put on protective headgear because of the sound. But the source is so close, my body has become all ears.
On a positive note, no fresh painting fumes today (or should I say, not yet).