Nothing else has attempted to fall. There is a lot of screwing going on. One of the installers has had his cellphone ringing incessantly; it is a mark of his professionalism that he did not answer it when it was ringing, as he was actually doing things when it was going off. I approve.

The Holdover Hippie Maintenance guy is hanging around to make sure that everything is being installed properly.

The gouged kitchen vinyl flooring will be replaced (ugh, and I'm going to have to smell it). My only hope is that I will be able to be away for that event.

The amount of mess associated with the installation looks to be happily small.


... perhaps I spoke too soon. There is all sorts of crud on the kitchen floor, and crud on the lower counter and in the sink, but I am quite happy to have a crudded sink and minute nails on the floor from what actually turns out to be a nailgun, not a staplegun, if that means I have my cabinets up.

The living room already looks like more of a room, and less of an extension of the kitchen.

Almost done!