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elrhiarhodanEveryone has their hot-button things, the stuff that drives them batshit nuts. Mine is sound. I can't stand extraneous noise - it makes me twitchy-crazy unhappy, anxious, angry, pissy. You name a negative emotion, random noise does that to me.
Which is why I avoid shopping in malls (piped in music), shopping during Christmas season, why I will offer to drive so I can keep control over the radio (preferably off). It's also why I don't like going over to friends' houses when I know that a spouse will have their radio or television blaring.
I think it's from childhood, when my mother couldn't stand being in a room without the television on, or in the car without the radio on. She couldn't stand the silence.
Today should have been a lovely day - the weather was pleasing, I had no plans other that the usual - morning cleaning, then writing and beading or vegging.
Except my neighbor was having yard work done. Major work - like pulling out stumps and grading and dumping yards and yards of top soil, putting in a gravel driveway. ALL DAY LONG. From 9 AM to a little before the timestamp of this post (6:30 PM-ish).
The noise from the machines and the trucks drove me up the goddamn wall. It was random and loud - the worst possible combination. And inescapable, unless I left the house.
Which I did, only to go to the bookstore, which was playing horrible music. And the grocery store, which was playing WORSE music.
I have a headache and I'm exhausted. This is MY SATURDAY.
And it was fucking ruined.
Which is why I avoid shopping in malls (piped in music), shopping during Christmas season, why I will offer to drive so I can keep control over the radio (preferably off). It's also why I don't like going over to friends' houses when I know that a spouse will have their radio or television blaring.
I think it's from childhood, when my mother couldn't stand being in a room without the television on, or in the car without the radio on. She couldn't stand the silence.
Today should have been a lovely day - the weather was pleasing, I had no plans other that the usual - morning cleaning, then writing and beading or vegging.
Except my neighbor was having yard work done. Major work - like pulling out stumps and grading and dumping yards and yards of top soil, putting in a gravel driveway. ALL DAY LONG. From 9 AM to a little before the timestamp of this post (6:30 PM-ish).
The noise from the machines and the trucks drove me up the goddamn wall. It was random and loud - the worst possible combination. And inescapable, unless I left the house.
Which I did, only to go to the bookstore, which was playing horrible music. And the grocery store, which was playing WORSE music.
I have a headache and I'm exhausted. This is MY SATURDAY.
And it was fucking ruined.
