Rude Awakening

I woke this morning to the crunching sound of books on my roof followed by the ripping sound of the roofing being torn from it's surface. Not exactly the best sounds to wake up to in the morning.

As I walked out the front door this is the image I met.

The land lord never called me today to let me know how long this work is expected to continue, but the other lawyer in his office told me that he thought it would be another two days, at least.