Focus, concentrate . . . are you kidding me?

I woke up this morning to a horrible sound of pounding and scraping, but it shouldn't have surprised me!  The street at the corner has been torn up for months while the water mains were upgraded.  I knew my street was included, but didn't know when.  Well, today is the day!  One of the foremen told me he knocked on my door several different days last week, with no response.  I must have been sleeping all week. . . . 


I took this picture of some of the equipment out my front door a little while ago.  It's some kind of digger that tears up the pavement.  I decided I had better move my car if I wanted to drive anywhere this week.  I've been spoiled by parking just outside my door, but I think I can live with walking 1/4 of a block for a few days. 


The hardest part is the noise!  It's been quiet background noise through all this work, but now it's right in front of my house and much louder.  I guess I'll have to find my earplugs so I can concentrate better.  And take advantage of the short breaks they take.  I've always prided myself on my ability to focus on a task at hand, but I've seldom had this level of distraction!  


This morning I've been trying to write the proposal that I will send to an agent to find someone to help pilot me through the rough waters of getting a book published.  A friend of mine told me when my first book was being published that authors and publishers are natural enemies!   I'm hoping to find some folks that I can co-exist with through this process!   I did a little revising, but it's hard to concentrate!


Now I'm off to my yoga class to find some peace.  Hopefully it will last a while! 


More later. . . .