Bathroom cabinets are in. They don't tell you this when you buy cabinets - make sure you know how you're going to get them there. We had 3/16ths of an inch clearance.

Laundry room door is in.

Wet room door is in. Yes, strange and exciting new room names are having to be created for this house. The "wet room" is off the "art room" which is more of a zone of the 'living room' which you step down into from the 'fish room' which is more of a hallway except it's eighteen feet wide. The "wet room" was once outside, contains a shitpump, has three stairs down, a massive shelf big enough for a queen-sized bed at 4' above the floor and 15' ceilings. It also has a door to the outside. It could be a mud room? Except I'm building a mud room and if you're coming to the house through the wet room you have missed some cues. Regardless, the wet room used to have two shitty no-glass doors, so it could have been called the darkroom. It now has glass in both windows and is fairly pleasant, especially now that I have completely overhauled the shitpump so that it has gaskets and a vent. The glass on the outside door causes concern because obviously, you could break into it. Obviously, you could break into anything with a window. Nonetheless.

The sign is currently a lie. It won't be for long. There are four 50m runs of multimode fiber connecting the main rack stack to, eventually, five other racks. Two of those runs are complete, which means the network is alive. There are currently two subracks live, one of which is completely finished and one of which is in process. This particular locality has exactly one police officer on patrol at any given time and I will have a workshop full of precious metals so I figured it was worth the effort to discourage opportunistic pillaging.

Counters go in today. Having a discussion with the county tomorrow about riparian restoration (I have a quarter acre of wetlands).

I take watchmaking classes because they are humbling. I have been humbled more than enough over the past six months. I had to design a component in order to fit a doorbell yesterday. Granted, the doorbell has two cameras and a screen and granted, the doorbell is on brick but fuckin' hell.

The analogy I've taken to is that I'm retrofitting an ocean liner into a science vessel. As I was pointing out to my wife yesterday, there is no building system that has not been completely revised. Sewer, water, gas, hot water, electrical, data... completely modernized.

My fear is that when we're actually living in the place I'll be too burned out to enjoy it.