Unusual but fun!

The beat seemed to relate to salsa. I think there must have been music playing up there that I couldn't hear, because the hammering was so rhythmic. I'm rather proud of my dancing ability at the age of 62! I thought about telling the workers what fun I'd had, but none of them spoke English and I don't speak Spanish, so I couldn't. I did feel a whole lot less resentful of their noise after that, though.

well you are an inspiration to me Cobrateacher, I shall try and join you in some astral dance, I can get so damn uninspired at times, thank you for the inspiration! Ahh Spanish were they, well perhaps they didn't have any music on at all, perhaps the salsa was just in their blood, boiling over on to the hammer? Angelie

Also what type of dancing was it exactly?

Hi, Opal! I'm sure you know that the majority of home workout machines are used as clothes hangers! I have quite a complete gym at home, and I hate to work out, anyway. I'm forcing myself because I'm determined to lose the rest of the weight I need to lose. I got rid of 58 pounds, and I'm in the third week of a plateau, so I have to change it up and push myself harder. I wish there were a better way, but I don't know of any.

OMG! Did you see the Power Rider in my bedroom before my boyfriend moved it into the livingroom? That is exactly what I used it for before he moved it! It was there to hang my pocketbooks on! When we got the new high definition tv he said it had to go or else so I told him if he put it into the livingroom I would use it! Yeah right! So now it is just sitting there idle! I also have to lose some weight and I have got to start working out!

Maybe they work part-time in a band in their spare time? One never knows, but that seems really, really cool to me.

It seemed a lot like salsa rhythms to me. I think they probably had music playing up there that I couldn't hear, since the beat was very regular.

It was one of the best workouts ever!

Being so annoyed by the noise wasn't helping anything. The change in attitude did wonders!

It was fun. Now that they've finished, I just might see what I can get out of the sounds of the landscapers, who are usually hard at work when I get home from work. If not, well, I'll go back to my CDs, I guess.

I didn't realize how easily we could make lemonade out of those sour lemons!

They finished the roof yesterday and, as annoying as they were, I sort of miss them since I discovered their dance beat!

It wasn't any one thing in particular, but I certainly worked up a sweat!

I guess they weren't thrilled about staying there. Now that it's changed so much, are you thinking of selling, too? I bought the house I'm in about 18 years ago, in a rural, sparsely populated area west of Miami. Building laws wouldn't allow anything but farms anywhere near here. Well, they re-did the zoning, and now I live in the same place, but in the midst of very heavily populated suburbs. The city moved west and took over! In four years, when I retire, my husband and I hope to find a quiet place to move to, and once again try to live in a quiet, peaceful area.

Oh, Kathy! How I'd hate to give up such a place, too!

I may have to sell it. I hope not, though. You see, my daddy bought this property in 1949 and he built the house I'm living in now in 1959. I inherited it from mother when she passed away in 1997. There are just so many memories here and it would be so hard to give it up. It's actually very painful to talk about it. I have a horse pastured out here, too. My sister lives in Birmingham, which is about 43 miles east of here, and she hardly ever came out to check on her property. She had to sell it, anyway, because she needed some money to pay the IRS. She said she really hated to, though. Mother and I seemed to think that the reason why my brother gave his property to his sons was so he wouldn't have to pay any taxes on it. We didn't really know for sure, though. My brother lives in Tuscaloosa, Alabama now, which is about 52 miles south of here. Neither my brother nor my sister ever lived on their properties. Before they sold both of their properties, we had cattle and horses out here a lot. I was told that the reason why my nephews ( my brother's sons) sold their property was because they needed some money. My oldest nephew said he was forced to sell his part and now he has about 80 acres about 4 miles north of here. He has horses up there. The horse that I have now is one he gave me. Kathy.

There's music in the air everywhere!