I wish I could.
I'm sitting here doing nothing because I'm no help at putting up studs and doing plumbing. I can't clean because there is stuff everywhere and at the present, we sort of know where everything is. If I move it, it would be a nightmare. And if I wait, I can put it back where it's going to live. It's torture.
The guys are using the nail guns and air compressor. Tonight when they are done, I'm going to remind Gerry to turn the friggin thing off. This morning we were sound asleep and the air compressor WHICH IS IN THE NEXT ROOM turned on. Sounded like a jet taking off. I was not amused.
I get to run up there about once an hour and make a decision on miniscule adjustments. We are so close to being able to see what it's going to look like.