Magpies of Trill
Apr. 13th, 2026 08:05 pmThe roofing crew arrived right on schedule, at 7 am. We had just dragged ourselves out of bed when the relentless cacophony commenced and continued, with hammering and banging, thuds, scraping, and thunderous indeterminate noise, for nearly twelve hours. I have no real complaints, because it was the sound of improvements being made. However, we were not only transfixed by the noise, but literally barricaded into our own house by the array of machinery, supplies, ladders, and debris that covered the yard in all directions. Detritus was falling from the roof, and it all looked really old and corroded, so I think it's good that it was being replaced. I never went out of the house, but the rain of black shingles created quite a hazard for the Sparrowhawk, who had to make his way around the house to go out and count money this morning. He survived, and maintained his panache without suffering the fate of Cyrano de Bergerac.
We were somewhat barricaded indoors, too, not only by the remaining stacks of books, but by the second half of the kitchen cleanup from yesterday's extravaganza. Normally this would be the Sparrowhawk's province, but he was not up to it until after dinner, when he unloaded the dishwasher and ran a second load. I washed some pots and pans and the good silver. There are only a couple of things left to scrub now. I talked to Queenie this morning, and she spoke of how she and the Fireman are enjoying being retired and and just staying home. Like us, they did some traveling earlier in the year and feel they need to rest up a little. I think this is true of the Sparrowhawk. He needs more than a day or two of a regular schedule with naps and actual sleeping. That last is the tricky part, because one can't always control it! But we have to at least create the opportunity. He is really just too tired. I made the guest bed up for him in the basement, hoping that the noise would be muted enough down there to let him sleep. Still his nap was not quite a success, and he was still so tired that he had to call the PT office and tell them that he wasn't coming. Normally, he puts forth all his effort to attend these sessions, so this was pretty significant. He also skipped the gym tonight.
The crew finished as promised, shortly before sunset, leaving only the dumpster behind to be hauled away later. We have an elegant new roof. The silence is blissful. We need to just not do anything for a few days. I was feeling rather ill myself for most of the day. I would have liked to take a nap, but it was not possible for me either. So I don't count today as my lolling about day. I'll try again tomorrow. Doing nothing is not as easy as it sounds!
We were somewhat barricaded indoors, too, not only by the remaining stacks of books, but by the second half of the kitchen cleanup from yesterday's extravaganza. Normally this would be the Sparrowhawk's province, but he was not up to it until after dinner, when he unloaded the dishwasher and ran a second load. I washed some pots and pans and the good silver. There are only a couple of things left to scrub now. I talked to Queenie this morning, and she spoke of how she and the Fireman are enjoying being retired and and just staying home. Like us, they did some traveling earlier in the year and feel they need to rest up a little. I think this is true of the Sparrowhawk. He needs more than a day or two of a regular schedule with naps and actual sleeping. That last is the tricky part, because one can't always control it! But we have to at least create the opportunity. He is really just too tired. I made the guest bed up for him in the basement, hoping that the noise would be muted enough down there to let him sleep. Still his nap was not quite a success, and he was still so tired that he had to call the PT office and tell them that he wasn't coming. Normally, he puts forth all his effort to attend these sessions, so this was pretty significant. He also skipped the gym tonight.
The crew finished as promised, shortly before sunset, leaving only the dumpster behind to be hauled away later. We have an elegant new roof. The silence is blissful. We need to just not do anything for a few days. I was feeling rather ill myself for most of the day. I would have liked to take a nap, but it was not possible for me either. So I don't count today as my lolling about day. I'll try again tomorrow. Doing nothing is not as easy as it sounds!
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Date: 2026-04-14 12:42 pm (UTC)I hope you can both loll in bed for a couple of days, reading The Hobbit or something.