Heeeee!!! Seriously: how do people know…for example, when you’re so tired all you want to do is go back to bed, along about 10 in the morning?
That’s when they break out a jackhammer and start RRRATTTA-TATTA-TATTA on the foundation of their house.
No kidding! That’s what the guy catty-corner across the road is up to: jackhammering up the foundation.
What…
A…
Racket!
This stunt, he pulls just as I’m sitting here thinking I feel AWFUL and what I wanna do is climb back in the sack and go back to sleep.
Jerk!
Well, I can’t complain. The morning’s half over — coming on to 9:30 a.m. — so one can’t bellyache that he’s rousting us out of the sack early.
Raining this a.m.: so can’t take the dawg for a walk. I’m stuck here listening to the jerk’s serenade.
These houses all have concrete foundations. They’re laid over clay soil, meaning that when water seeps under there, it can make the soil expand and contract, merrily cracking the flooring.
Truth is, my own house has a number of cracked floors. For reasons I cannot fathom, though, these cracks fail to split the tilework laid on top of the concrete. So even though I know where the cracks are, there’s only one place where a crack running through a couple of tiles is visible. Just two tiles there are affected…so in theory, they could be replaced.
Good luck getting the new installation to match the surrounding mortar…