Progress! Some days it seems like nothing at all gets done (probably because Dick never even showed up), but some days the house looks entirely different when I get home.
As the outside sheathing goes up and the house starts to take shape, I can’t help but be excited. I race home every night to see what progress has been made and some nights I sigh with disappointment because nothing has changed.
Some nights, however, I can see actual progress and I run around with my camera and take pictures, trying to imagine what it will look like when it’s done.
Those nights make me believe that this might kinda sorta be worth it someday…