That's what home renovation is like, you know. Round, and round, and round you go, and where it ends...wait, that's the game at the carnival. Anyway, you get my point. Fixing up the house is the never-ending project. (The real one. The scarf I knitted my brother for Christmas turned out to be just a poser in this regard, since I did finally manage to conquer it.)
So, off we go again:
Or he would have, except that he decided to check a pair of taped up wires dangling in the wall...which, it turned out, were hot. (As an aside, I cannot tell you how many things like that we have found in the process of renovating this house, as well as the last one we lived in. Hazard of old houses, I guess; no one followed code, or it hadn't been invented yet.) So, first he had to crawl into the crawl space under the house to fix that issue, which is what he was working on when I got back from Sock Club.
Then my job was to keep the kids out of the way, and hold up the drywall, while he operated the drill. It was more work than we expected because of the wires, but we did finally get it all up.
Once that's figured out, we just have to take care of this: