Why does 'new' usually mean noisy?

 Last week it was workmen in my kitchen installing new cupboards and sink. Beautiful job and very pleased with the result but the noise was unbelievable.
This week there are more workmen working on the front of the house installing some sort of drainage inside the walls, which entails digging out a row of bricks to accomodate this. Considering all this is happening outside my house, the noise level is worse than last week. Plus they are doing the same to the houses on either side so it will seem to go on forever. I keep telling myself that if it stops the walls getting so wet it will be worth it, but it's a small compensation, even though I know we are much better off than some parts of the country where they are literally drowning in water. The picture above says it all, fancy going shopping in a boat? I would go for a walk if the weather wasn't so bad, but it's chucking freezing rain in all directions so I'm staying put, trying to find something to take my mind away from it all.

                                                              ~~~~~~Today I had an epiphany.I realised that I am living in the land of Murphy's Law. You know the one, where if anything has a mind to go wrong, it usually will.

Anything from people to toasters, nothing is excluded.I also realised among other things that there was precious little I could do about any of it anyway.

Apart from everything going wrong at the drop of a hat, I have come to notice just how anti-socially demanding the world seems to be getting.We have a very stubborn cat who is constantly thinking up ways to get his own back if we don't jump to his demands fast enough, and God help us if we refuse to co-operate! Just last week we ignored his insistence that we  vacate his favourite chair and after the second time of asking he marched off in a strop and tried to claw up the bathroom carpet.

And it must be contagious, for the goldfish has started to display similar tendencies. After dashing about in his bowl, trying to look cute but finding no food was forthcoming, he tried to leap out of the water making a lot of mess and agressively loud plopping noises. I have never seen attitude in a goldfish before, but I suppose there's a first time for everything!
There is obviously some kind of conspiracy going on, for the toaster conspires to set off the smoke alarm only on those days you are short of time and patience. Mine computer also refuses to co-operate when it knows you are running wild with inspiration and anything at all will make it vanish.
This morning was a case in point. For over an hour I had trouble logging on to the internet, only to be told that everything was fine. If it was 'fine' why did I have a problem in the first place? Then the annoying toaster burnt my toast, setting off the smoke alarm yet again.I'm not sure which I detest most!
After considering all this and so much more, I have come to the conclusion that I don't really care what happens (or doesn't happen) anymore as long as I have a stack of books and a pen and paper in front of me, as I would like to finish '9Lives' before I shuffle off. The word count is now 42,000 so I'm about half way. (I think)
 This epiphany must have a lot to do with my age, for I realised something this morning that might be vitally important. It seems silly to fill my head and worry about all the things I could never change in a million years, just as it was equally silly to try and achieve something so monumentally difficult, or maybe impossible, at my time of life.Something about 'flogging a dead horse' keeps flapping about at the back of my head, and as I couldn't do that to a horse, dead or otherwise, I know I have to calm down and reduce my aspirations a little, for I have come to the conclusion that even with the best will in the world, you cannot make a silk purse out of anything else but a piece of silk. And it might be entirely possible that all we have is a scrap of cotton...

I may have more time left than I think, but I know now that I will not be banging my head repeatedly on the wall.  I will do only what I am happy doing and take my sweet time and enjoy it. And if it doesn't amount to a hill of beans, so be it...
 See you all next week...
 Jay