Dave worked his tail off over the weekend; he got all four walls up in the new bedroom and has since finished another interior wall. I flit upstairs occasionally to visit and lean on a piece of wall board for him or fetch a tool (or cold beverage) and maybe run the shop vac.
Dave thinks this project is taking too long. I remind him that it’s a major project. Which he is doing -for the most part- single-handedly, evenings and weekends, when work doesn’t interfere, and still performing all the other little odd jobs that life and being a do-it-yourselfer homeowner and multi-car family can throw at you unexpectedly.
Sure, we passed his self-imposed deadline – but it really doesn’t matter.
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