Yes! Finish work on the basement family room has begun, but more importantly, I'm starting to believe, really believe, that it's the beginning of the end of this parade of contractors that began with a little water in the basement. We evening shift workers can all go back to sleeping in until the ungodly hour of 9 AM and generally feeling more rested. Yes! Yes and Yes!
And then, over just my first cup of coffee, my husband utters the following: "they're going to give us a bid on expanding the kitchen."
Maybe I still have mascara caked in my eyes obscuring my view, but suddenly the kitchen doesn't look so small after all.