I’m a city girl and I love living and working right in the
centre of the action. One of the great joys of being freelance is having the
flexibility to nip out and do things during the day, so having everything
nearby is a real bonus. As I tend to work in short bursts of 1-2 hours (to help
manage my RSI), I can easily go out for a quick swim - the pool’s just five
minutes’ walk away - I can meet a friend for coffee in one of the many nearby
cafes, as I did yesterday afternoon in glorious sunshine, or I can just nip out
to the post office or to a local deli for an afternoon cake.
One of the main downsides of being located so centrally
though is the noise. Most of the time noise is passing, lorries heading down the
little lane at the side of the house to deliver to the back of the shops and
restaurants on the main road or groups of schoolchildren walking past on their
way home. I quite like the background hum of life going on around me.
Occasionally though, it becomes an intrusion. This week work has started on the
building right next door to convert it into a big new pub. It was
a bar before and the actual ‘pub’ part of the building is on the main road some
way away, but the back of the building, the kitchen and access, is right next
door to us. This week, there've been workmen in from 7am to 7pm every day
ripping out the old fixtures and fittings and dumping them into skip after to
skip. Having been out to chat to them, it turns out the building work is due to
last eight weeks! The volume of noise varies through the day and during relatively
quiet patches, I persuade myself it's not too bad, then the scaffolders arrive
and start erecting clanking metal scaffolding right outside my office window or
another skip turns up and clatters its way to the pavement – grrr!
|Scaffolding creeping up outside my window :(|
Today’s been a particular nightmare as I’ve been trying to
conduct webinars with all the chaos going on in the background! Thankfully, the
weather has cooled somewhat, so I was able to shut all the windows without
completely baking and I don’t think the clanging and swearing of the builders
was picked up by my mic, but even so, it was damned off-putting and a
distraction I could’ve done without.
I have been thinking of renting some office space elsewhere
for a few weeks, but I'm really not
an office type of girl. Having to go out all day and work in long blocks
uninterrupted would wreak havoc with my RSI and I'm just not sure how
creative/productive I could be sitting in a ‘foreign’ environment. I'm so used
to pottering around the house, talking to myself or wandering round Sainsbury's
while I mull over ideas. So I guess I’ll
just have to put up with the noise and try not to let it become a stress.