Birds chirping outside, though not off in the distance.
We have a little bird issue at the moment. Now don’t get me wrong; I love birds, or at least most birds. Some are problematic, but I do love most birds. These ones fall on the problematic side of things.
Birds are going to do the things that birds do and I have to accept that. There is o way around the fact that birds don’t quite have the care for space and ownership in the way that people generally do, and that is fine. That’s okay. Not an issue with that. However, I do wish that they wouldn’t spend so much time jumping around on the corrugated iron bit of our neighbour’s roof whilst also finding and potentially creating a hole in our place in order to build a nest. It is annoying. Yes, there are worse things out there. This ultimately is not that much of an issue and I can accept it. The issue is, however, is that I just want to rest and it is annoying as they won’t stop, and that’s fine. That’s fine that they won’t stop.
I’m just having a bit of a whinge over this. I just want my quiet and my peace and my quiet. That is all I want. I want to relax and take it easy, but I can’t whilst they’re doing their thing in the side of our house.
I’ve thought about trying to discourage them, but I can’t think of a way that isn’t harmful and I’d rather discourage and not hurt the birds. I think there are better ways of going about the whole thing and so I need to try and work out what they are. Put the bad ideas aside and then go from there. Maybe build a team together who can brainstorm the whole thing. See what happens. See what sticks and what is worth putting to the side.
So I’m whinging over nature happening but that is the way I am feeling like being at the moment.
So I’m whinging over nature happening but that is what I feel like doing at the moment. Probably should whinge about other things, but yeah. These birds are annoying. Realistically I should blame the neighbours for their roof, or at least that particular part of their roof, as well as whoever last did maintenance on this house.
I should also be a little more patient in this case as birds are just doing what they are doing. There are worse things out there and this is relatively small on the scale of things. Besides which, it isn’t continuous and that’s something I’m rather thankful for. I like that there are moments of reprieve scattered throughout their day, as well as mine.
Anyway, I think that with all of that being said I’m just going to go back to being grumpy about things. It helps to keep me complaining, and I just want to complain.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:04:39
Not the smallest birds, but still little birds they are.
I’m feeling rather drained from yesterday and I think that seeps in a little, but as far as pointless whinging goes, I’m happy with this one.
Written at home.