It is a form of torture being at work, just two miles away from the house, knowing a transformation is going on. It was especially difficult this day because my attention was shifting from the house, to the poison ivy blisters. None of it was on my actual job.
I was thankful when it was 4:30 and I could drive over to the house to see the progress.
There is a clear sub-floor and the hole in the floor is patched. The walls are even prepped for a smooth coat of paint.
I can't wait to see what happens next.