Oh, there are so many topics for me to choose from today to rant about... but I shall adopt this one on the basis that I wouldn't be awake writing this at the moment if I had nice, quiet, sensitive-in-the-morning, housemates.
The trouble is partly that two of them are on the same course, and just my luck that one of those is right next door to me. So there was the whole, 'early wake up call - ha ha, you were late yesterday weren't you, ha ha, that wont happen again'. Then the unnecessary clattering about in the kitchen, which is on the other side of me, with - for added bonus this morning - an element of singing. Or something I believe was meant to emulate that action, anyhow.
The clumping up and down the stairs, the slamming of the doors (those cursedly heavy fire doors that go slow and then WHAM! slam loud enough to literally shake the entire building). In addition to all this, just to ensure I'm not let off from the noise once they leave the house, my window overlooks the bike-secure area. And I get all the rattle of chains, the squeaking of brakes, the merry conversation that all of this obviously entails...
So in a few weeks when I start rowing at 6am, I have no qualms whatsoever about crashing doors shut, coughing as I hammer my way up and down stairs, and generally ensuring the entire house is awake by being whatever the opposite is to 'silent as the grave.'
A positive thought to end this on: at least I finally have internet so I can rant once more.
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