That was a good film and at least they had a humurous DJ to greet everyone. This morning I was hugging the blankets and heard the march of booted feet in front of the bedroom window. “Ah, the workers are here” was my thought and I turned over. Suddently I was under attack. Builders begin at the top and work their way down to the ground floor and this morning they had reach our level: those plaster cutters really make a noise. I no longer need my digital alarm clock(s) on two iPads and the mobile phone, the workers do it all for me and they are not digital, but reality.
After checking through my various likes and comments on WordPress I decided to advance to the kitchen, on the other side of the house, where the birds were still singing. On my way, I heard a tap on the window in the room next to my bedroom. A masked man was standing in front of the window – “they’re here” was my first thought, imagining that ET wanted to find his way home. No, it was a worker telling me that the window was open and I would be engulfed in clouds of building residue (was he laughing behind his mask). We had opened the window yesterday evening and forgotten to close it this morning. What a life! Gone are the routined days of the Angloswiss family where we said good morning to the world and I would take photos of birds. Now we are under siege, and must develop a new defence plan.
Our blinds were also completely removed yesterday and now we have only our new curtain system. I did not grow up with these heavy metal blinds on the window and still consider them a luxury, although to a Swiss they are a way of life. The new curtain system is very good at blocking out the early morning sun. Of course the rooms are not as darkened as they were, but that does not really bother me so much, perhaps others – no names mentioned.
It seems over the past 20 years, various examples of bird life decided to build their nests in the metal boxes at the top of the blinds, where the mechanism is. I never noticed it, but it seems the removal men found these remains everywhere. This year there will definitely be no nest building in our appartments, unless the birds will also be fitted with ear plugs.
Back to the normalities of life. This week I wanted to pay in the supermarket with my plastic card. I always use my Swiss post account. The card is a nice yellow colour and is one of the main Swiss systems of payment. The lady on the till told me the card is not working this morning. They have a problem at the post. The lady operating the next till said I should try it all the same, as it might be working again. It was not working and it was my only method of payment. I no longer carry all my plastic money in my purse, as too many purses are being stolen. Luckily Mr. Swiss had his plastic bank card and so we could settle the bill.
It seems that on this day, the complete Swiss Post Office system broke down. There were even telephone lines that were not working. As we only have our mobile phones we had no problem, but there might have been problems on the normal fixed network. This miserable state of affairs continued until the afternoon, when the post gave the all clear, but I still did not trust the system. I had an online payment to make, but decided to wait until the next day.
And now to the happy week-end shopping hunting grounds, an escape from the world of building to the world of logistics. We have made our online cloud shopping list and are almost ready to go. It is now all quiet on the bulding front, although they morning break only happens in half an hour. Perhaps they are now changing the worn down bore heads to continue the attack.
Enjoy the day, it will soon be week-end, the days of noise free environments because the builders also have a week-end. And to show it is not all noise and distrubance here, we have forget-me-not flowering in the garden, although surrounded by tiles removed from our patio to make room for the scaffolding – I know, I have a building complex at the moment.