Thing is, I’ve got to get most of the house remodeling done before my parents come and visit in mid July. There are no baseboards, there are huge holes in the wall where he-who-must-wire decided that he needs constant access (instead of installing, say, a DOOR), and the bathroom. Oh, the bathroom. It still scares me. I’m not sure how I’m going to make it less scary. Years of filth. Decades, perhaps. At least the removal of the wall panels and a good scrubbing got the decades of smoke off of the walls. (Hint to smokers. Smoke outside. It won’t turn your walls yellow.) And the carpeting is all out, although we still have to refinish the floors in the office and hallway. Ugh. It looks better than we bought it, but still. It doesn’t match what we paid for it.