This seems a little sad looking at it, but there's something terrific (in a homeless-gypsy-squatter- sort of way) about living here while the renovations are going on. Anyhow... each morning I put everything away, and each night I drag it all back out. The dust and the lack of a toilet are the only truly bad parts.
Last thing... the new half bath connecting off the middle bedroom (I can't quite bring myself to call it a master suite) was framed in the other day, and today the dry wall went in. It is going to be small be really great.
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No toilet? I'm not even going to ask.
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