Gas Company

Hear that noise? It is my gears and they are being ground by the local gas and oil company (Mollie says I'm not allowed to call them out by name). Mollie and I moved back in mid-December. Since the Monday after we moved in the gas company has been outside jackhammering our street and sidewalk because the guy who made the decision on where to locate originally locate the gas lines was apparently a drunk chimpanzee who put them in such awkward places that the company has decided it needs to move them. Or the lines were just really old... or something, I'm too tired to really know what's going on at the moment.

Currently, workers from the gas company are here to relocate the meter from our basement to outside of the house. At this point they have been here for an hour and a half. Which is 90 minutes I have had to be out of bed. Now in principle I think putting the meter outside is a good thing. I cannot think of any reason why it should have ever been installed in the basement in the first place as that would mean that every month they want to take a reading I would have to be home to let one of their meter readers into the house. Not cool. However, the actual process of moving the meter is turning into a right pain in the ears. And I'm not just saying that because I'm grumpy because they are not letting me sleep. Right now they are sawing, drilling, and jackhammering the pipes and the foundation wall to be able to move the pipe. I'm no science-tician but it sounds like the noise level in here is at least 150 decibels and I that is probably unhealthy for human and toad hearing ability. In any case, it is driving both of us, Jeremiah and myself, insane. Yeah, I know tools are loud but 8 a.m. is too early to say "Hey, I know we didn't give you any real notice but we want to come inside, tear up your basement, and create a headache that may literally may cause your head to explode."

Actually, I would have probably been okay with the noise if it were not working in conjunction with the cold. Obviously, the workers had to turn off the gas while they do their thing to prevent the house from exploding but did they have to leave the basement door open? I'm sure their evil gas company overlords train them to do this as it will make the furnace work overtime to reheat the home after they are done but in the middle of January it was kind of an arsehole thing to do. And after I politely explained this to them they looked at me like I was the crazy one.

The noise just suddenly stopped and now I smell gas. I think I'm going to go investigate. Hope I don't get blown up. If this morning is any indication of how the rest of the day is going to go, today is going to be great!