Just a feel

For all the stuff that I've been kvetching about lately. I KNOW that it will be beautiful when it is finished. Nothing that he does ever turns out bad. Nothing. So, I just bide my time, cry my tears of frustration that we can't wave a magic wand to get it done overnight. We're tired of camping in my bedroom. We have been getting on each others nerves like you couldn't believe. Check it out:
steps to main upstairs

hall to laundry/garage/powder room

stove/fridge area (fridge is moving)

sink dishwasher area

ceiling

entire kitchen

dining room

used to be living room/family room. like that fridge? Go scarlet knights!