I’m so lightheaded right now even though I don’t know why. Spent a few hours cleaning the house but didn’t do much else today.

Incredibly, although I expected to be woken up by the motorcycle, they still haven’t used it. So the truck is definitely their primary source of transportation. However, he was pressure washing the outside of the house, trimming trees, and might not have had time yet. He worked quietly and his pressure washer was much quieter than the one next door to him.

We now have the doghouse completely covered except for one side and underneath the mattress where we’re going to add extra sheets of soundproofing. We just have to come up with a plan for some kind of door, add the fan, and do the windows.

Meanwhile, we put the old loud dehumidifier in the bedroom, and with that running on and off, I’m hoping it will trick my brain into not noticing when the loud humming vibration is really the motorcycle because I still think sooner or later they’re going to be a nightmare. Well, I’d rather listen to them come and go on the fucking thing five times a day with me awake than have them blaze in and out with me asleep. Don’t know if any of this will work but we have reduced sound by 10 decibels so far.

It still sucks that I’m still having to resort to shit like this. I guess this is going to be the story of my life no matter where we go for the rest of my life. Sleeping with just a fan, an air cleaner, or nature sounds softly playing is just a dream. I’m never going to be able to do that again like I could in the '90s and early millennium. Just the threat of a low-flying helicopter means I have to crank things up. Things I didn’t have to worry about so much in the past when they weren’t so common.