Phase Two: Nothing is happening.

1. there is no toilet here. i don't know what this means for my construction guys, although there is a starbucks cup filled with yellowish-brown liquid in the kitchen...
2. i am on the verge of dying of sheetrock dust inhalation.
3. all i have to look forward to every morning, when i first arrive, is to stare at my half naked neighbor, who likes to do his morning stretches in front of his window.

also, a tip for the ladies: buy your tiles while you are wearing a dress but covered in dust. the salesman will think this is cute and give you the contractor's price.