Happy Sunday!Hopefully, we are taking it easy today. It is Sunday, after all. But around here, it's never easy. And when it's a warm, sunny day like today, there's bound to be a lot of noisy humans about.
Mum is angry because she didn't get any sleep last night, so I'm hoping for her sake more than mine that it isn't a Sunday packed full of noisy selfish neighbours mowing their lawns, slamming car doors, allowing their shrieking kids to stay outdoors until late, etc...
Why didn't Mum get any sleep last night, you ask?
Well, the noise of course! Live music blaring out from somewhere out on the main road. We live in what years ago used to be a quiet street (long before I was born), a small road off from the main road. That main road is always a busy cacophony of traffic coming and going, but at night it usually isn't so bad. Or it never used to be, Mum tells me.
Now though there have been a lot of restaurants and live music bars opening up along this road, and we get all the noise pollution wafting over to our house.
The music last night was massively loud. And it wasn't to my taste or Mum's. Now, I can sleep through anything, but Mum can't. Especially when she's stressing out about her life. All she wanted was to sleep and escape for a while, but no, the noise prevented her from doing so.
And she's been trying to give up the wine (she's been drinking a bit too much of it for my liking lately), but last night she drank a little more than usual just so she could get to sleep.
As we normally do, we lay in bed and I snuggled up against her leg as we tried to get to sleep. I know I have the power to calm her instantly with my presence and soothing purrs.
And as we were drifting off to sleep I purred, hoped and wished that we move from this horrid place soon because I worry about my mum. She's a peace loving, animal loving, highly sensitive soul that just longs for some peace and quiet in her life. Is that too much to ask?