. . . where books are always on the menu, but aren't the only fare . . .
Ooooh, that would make me really really crazy. I cannot abide the sound of vacumns. Erg.
My next-door neighbors appear to be doing DIY about a quarter of every day. There is an outrageous amount of hammering.
If I were you, I'd take up cleaning my ceiling every so often...with a shotgun. Problem solved ;-)
Oh, this post really made me laugh. I wish I had interesting neighbours.
Talk to me! I love external validation.