I'm only a month behind

SO.

There were many trucks at our house yesterday.

Big, noisy diesel trucks.

Loaded up with materials.

Like bricks.

And drywall.

And -- well, I don't know. Other construction stuff.

And all of this was great -- I was happy.

BUT!

Today?

Swarms of men around my house.

I could enjoy this for many, many reasons.

But I actually only enjoy it because they were there to LAY BRICK AND HANG DRYWALL.

Oh, sweet bliss.