Thanks everyone for confirming my feelings that I just have to bite the bullet and get on with it. I just can't seem to bring myself to make noise when DSD is in bed. It just feels so rude and inconsiderate but it stresses me out immensely not to be able to do the things I need/want to do. I still have a knot in my stomach from this morning when DSD was in bed with the flu. I know, I know, I know ... it's silly.

Really, the solution as with all things in life is to talk to her and set a time. That way everyone's clear on what's happening.

Oh, and we'll be getting a door soon.

Thanks again for convincing me that life has to go on, noise or no noise.