Crossing the threshold. I'm way beyond the point of pissed off. That line has been crossed months ago.
Concrete planter taken out. Opens up the back quite a bit. A bit discouraging to see that there's still this much destruction. How much longer...
Door locks finally being installed. I hope this means I get use of the backdoor soon. I've had to walk the long way around just to get to the back. The glass doors just taunt me with the backyard. But they don't open yet.
New toys. I need some clamps. If I hide these, maybe they'll forget about them.
Happy Daisy, grateful for her tummy rub.
Plywood on the cabinets mean the counter tops will be installed soon. How soon? Well, if past performance is any indication, "Soon" = "Three Weeks." We'll see. I'm hoping to be pleasantly surprised.
Rubble Rubble.
Toil and Trouble.
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