Okay, I know things need to get done, and I know people have their work to do, but this morning before 7 I was awoken by a relentless weed-whacker right outside my window. Of all days and times for this activity to take place, does it have to be SO early, and on the weekend? Not a huge deal really, but come on! Eventually it stopped, but it seemed to go on forever. Amazingly, I remember something really similar happening when I lived in a Provo apartment seven years ago... Being woken up by grounds maintenance outside my window. I guess it needs to be done.
The good thing about the whole situation is that the offending sound worked its way into the dream I was having. All I remember about the dream is that someone was using a blender intermittently in the next room, making fruit smoothies or something. I was glad they were making smoothies, but the sound was driving me crazy and I wished they would hurry it up and finish already.