SEVEN BLEEPING AM IN ON A SATURDAY MORNING!!!

On the morning after having someone over and going to bed late, and having walked all over tarnation running errands at work and after having a miserable freaking week and on the morning of the Gala concert event that will have me out of the house most of the afternoon and home probably close to midnight.

SEVEN FREAKING O'CLOCK ON A SATURDAY MORNING!!

Yesterday morning when we were leaving for work I saw a tractor parked a little up the road with its lights on and behind a shrub. I said "Don't think I don't see you there, tractor. Get off my street!" Rather than get off my street in aided other construction vehicles in the destruction of the driveway two doors down.

I don't know what the hell they are doing. Likely a problem with the new water pipes they put down. It's not a problem, we, as the users of said water, have noticed at all. Maybe it's specific to the house attached to that part of the driveway. All I know is that if they come anywhere NEAR my driveway I am going to kick them all in the shins and steal their tractor.

I am now extra exhausted and very ticked off. Being woken up a half hour before your alarm clock on weekdays sucks, but it's nothing as sucktacular as being woken up at 7am in the morning on a weekend when you can't even take a nap in the afternoon.

*shakes fist at the city*