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It's a cold and chilly day today, and I love that. This morning Amelia and I were up before dawn. We started the coffee and then sat out on the back porch and listened to that one bird who always seems to sing the loudest. Actually, he sort of is the only bird within hearing distance. Way far off we can here other lone birds singing the same sky-lightening song. Amelia lay, wrapped in her comforter, looking up at the sky. I sat and drank coffee and watched the silhouettes soften into colors. I relished the quiet, save for the bird song. These days our property is drowning in noise from two major construction projects going on separately at each of our closest neighbors' houses. It's literally been almost enough to drive me out of my mind. The noise is shockingly loud and maddeningly constant. And I mean constant. They seem to howl in stereo. Or actually more like call and response. East-side starts, then stops. West-side starts, then stops. East-side starts. West-side starts. Guys talking on one side of the fence. A radio coming from the other side of the other fence. Passive-aggressive construction-dude conversation with new roofer guy: "Okay [skeptically]. If that's what you want to do. . . . Which [incredulous] one do you want? But that's gonna . . . uh . . . o-kay [majorly skeptically]." They all seem like nice-enough guys but uuuuugh. Shush. We can barely hear ourselves in the house. Nail guns. Power saws. Hammers. Compressors. Giant machine noises. Nail gun, nail gun, nail gun. Nail gun nail gun. Power sawing. More power sawing. Fourteen nail guns in a row. Are you annoyed yet? Welcome to our house! It's hard for me to think, I apologize. It's all been going on for weeks and it will be going on for many more weeks.

Inside it's really not that much better. Everything's fuzzy around the edges and needs a good cleaning. Dog hair, dead flower petals, sticks, dead bees. Puzzle pieces, dirty boots, a couch that looks slumped and weary. Andy went back to work today after having two weeks off and I confess to breathing a sigh of relief. When I'm alone in the house I go into a weird, efficient cleaning trance, wiping down crumby counters, sweeping dirty floors, picking up every last ponytail, straightening pictures, dusting surfaces, secretly tossing the kid-drawings that just don't make the save-cut. The list of chores I made went to the second side of the paper. Maybe it's not as bad as I think. I don't know. It does bring me a sense of accomplishment and peace to check things off the list, I must say. It doesn't take much to get it all to a good place but it does take some, and when there are a lot of people in the house I feel like I can't do it. I have a much lower tolerance for disorder than my family. But things are coming together!

Birthmother's Day is Saturday and we are having a party here, so I'm baking pies. I'm thinking coconut cream and banana. Maybe rhubarb if I can still find it in the grocery store. Or maybe chocolate cream? I would love to do one of those super fancy pie crust things that you seen on Pinterest all the time, with the cut-outs and the flowers, etc. Isn't this one so pretty?

I have things I want to write about but I think I'll be able to write more next week, when it'll hopefully be just a bit more quiet. Wishing you all a very happy weekend with lots of love and peace in every way. XOXO

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Pure loveliness. Iā€™m inspired
and happy mother's day to you

Happy Mother's Day! Ah, I get what you're saying about needing quiet to do things around the house. I just now finished paying bills and I have been waiting for the hub-bub to stop and everyone to BE GONE so I can concentrate! It is a beautiful day today, but off in the distance I hear a tuba (yes, tuba) oompa-pa-ing, over and over and over! Ugh! What is up with that!?

Enjoy your weekend!

Becki

Melissa L. says: May 13, 2018 at 10:46 AM

Oh, you have all my sympathy. I would be a total basket case.
Serenity Now! Peace, love and pie to you. xo

Your May Day celebration looks wonderful. I have always wanted to do the Maypole thing, but never had an opportunity. I love how Amelia is looking at you for the photo. And then the delicate little freckles on her nose. That kills me.

Funny that you should mention pies. I just got back from seeing "Waitress, the musical". I have never been a big pie fan, but her descriptions of pies were so incredible that it really made me want to eat pie. I'm sure yours are right up there with Jenna's.

I hope the construction noise dies down for you and that they don't work on the weekends at least. Take care.

So sorry you are having to deal with the building works, but a silver lining is having it over and done all at once. Imagine the one job finishing and the next one starting up! YIKES.
I also laughed at the words and photos not adding up, I was expecting a different story :D
Early mornings, on the weekends, are my best time of day. I can always get up super early on the weekend, to enjoy every single minute of it. Week days, not so much.

Theresa Strauss says: May 14, 2018 at 07:06 PM

I feel your pain. My husband is restoring a 55 Ford pickup and some days I wish for quiet rather then him banging away on fenders and such. But he is happy and I have my stitching so all is well. A belated Happy Mother's Day. Thank you for sharing your life with all of us.

Nicki Machin says: May 15, 2018 at 04:22 AM

Oh Alicia, I hope you get some peace soon. As someone who had come work done on their house I know what it's like with the constant noise (and also the major guilt of subjecting everyone in the street to it too šŸ™ˆ) It's draining for sure! I also cannot clean the house if other people are in it, I don't know why but I know by the end of the weekend the pace is a tip šŸ˜‚ I hope you had a lovely party.

Oh my! I am feeling for you. I am an HSP (check it out http://hsperson.com/) and that kind of noise is so wearing on me. It would make me feel crazy. I hope you find some quiet space. I put in ear plugs when my neighborhood is too noisy. It doesn't block everything, but enough so to calm me. Bless your heart. If only we could spend noisy neighbor days in the woods. Hang in there.

All that noise does sound maddening - I think you need some noise cancelling headphones and maybe some Enya or "Any Other Name" by Thomas Newman, or just a playlist full of James Newton Howard soundtracks. That should put you right. Those piecrusts are always so pretty, you know they have like cookie cutter things to make those pretty pie crusts, you just roll out your pie crust and stamp this big cutter on, and voila you're 80% on your way to a pinterest worthy pie!

I enjoyed your beautiful flower and May Day pictures. Those dogwood blossoms!

The noise would drive me crazy, too. Just the steady leaf blower next door makes me want to run over to trade them a rake or broom.

Even when you know the names. . . there are still secrets. Maybe it is a circumstance of the past and today we just open wide and talk about everything. Secrets cause shame and that's the part that I'm glad we're getting better at as a society. It thrilled me to hear you found your father's parents. What a gift!

The very same thing is going on here, well it's neighbor and diagonal across the street neighbor. Between all of that and puppy chaos it's hard to focus and I am like you in my need for order. I think the worst part is that I wish it was our house getting fixed up and improved but it seems all of our money is destined to go into projects that aren't pretty while the kitchen continues to deteriorate! One day, right? And I will appreciate it that much more for having had to wait! Hope peace settles into your place soon!

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My name is Alicia Paulson
and I love to make things. I live with my husband and daughter in Portland, Oregon, and design sewing, embroidery, knitting, and crochet patterns. See more about me at aliciapaulson.com

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