Today I learned that building construction noise at any decibel can legally occur during the hours of 7:00 AM to 8:00 PM, seven days a week, including holidays. So I'm out of luck there.
Also the majority of homeowners in my state might need to move or file bankruptcy because of very unethical insurance hikes. My city was fortunately spared, but my dad wasn't so lucky, and he is very rightfully pissed. I'm glad I resisted the many temptations and suggestions to move! Literally everyone in the rural suburbs gave me that advice, and I made it as far as going to open houses all of last year. Whether luck or intuition I don't know, but all the places I looked were later engulfed in flames and are now a charred wasteland, so I'm grateful I ultimately listened to my gut instead of (well-intentioned) advice of friends, family, and real estate agents! Framed that way, all this torturous noise doesn't seem half bad by comparison.
The moral of the story is, trust your own judgment. Even if people make you feel like you're wrong to want what you want. The ones who told me I "should" do this I "should" do that, lost it all and are much worse off than me now, because they put all their eggs in one basket and weren't looking at the bigger picture. I was the tortoise, they were the hare.
I sense that I'm that person in everyone's life who seems insane on the surface, and doesn't try to prove these assumptions wrong, but always ends up in a better position in the end, probably much to the annoyance of everyone who perpetually rolled their eyes at me. I'm the one perceived as weak and overly nice and under-competitive who they oppose at every opportunity, shadowboxing with themselves, insistent that I'm doing things all wrong, but then how come I tend to wind up the last woman standing? Seems to me I must be doing something right after all.
Grateful for listening to my gut, grateful for taking however long I need away from humans, grateful to be back to my sober default, grateful to have a home even if it's loud, grateful for the music I'm blasting right now which is much better noise to listen to, grateful for heeding the warnings in my dreams, grateful for podcasts, meditations, soothing videos of Crete, and the delicious food I will cook today.
7:19 a.m. - 2020-11-17