2 Weeks of Slackitude...kinda

So it's been over 2 weeks since I wrote and... yes, I suck for not keeping all you voracious fans up-to-date on our progress. Reality is most of you who read this have dropped by the house and know what's up. For those who haven't, I'll try to set things right. Date on this post has been falsified to 7/3 so that it stays linear.

Trip back from Tuscaloosa on Amtrak was painful. Painful mostly because I had the proverbial worst seat in front of the craziest stereotypical ghetto loud gin-drinking-kid-smacking-curse-dropping mom in America. Fortunately, got home on schedule and my lovely wife and daughter met me gleefully at Brookwood Station.

As I got home around 830p, it was starting to get dark. The sheetrockers had begun work and had maybe 1/2 to 2/3 of the work done. Amazing how much smaller a room can seem once sheetrock closes in the sticks. Though our bedroom is spacious, it feels much smaller and our closet seems MUCH larger (not that Wendy's complaining). As you can see, the bathroom medicine cabinet is massive. I tried to frame in a space for it and it fits fairly well. Just will need to trim it out once installed.

As I walked up the stairwell in the dark, Wendy noted, "It's so dark!" Had I to do it again, I might have added a suntube in the top of the stairwell. As a poor man's solution, I told W I'd cut holes in the upper wall so that light could filter in from that casement window. Looks wonky but should work in the long run. They can be little tableaus for artwork, action figures, strange knick-knacks, etc.

Progress was being made and Dad was resting peacefully, though uncomfortably in Tuscaloosa.