Stone dust rises & falls,
glue twitches my nose & eyes,
noises destroy my focus.
The electrician’s icepick
probes the concrete walls for
conduit-carrying wires.
Flies arrive
through open windows & doors
without screens.
From the garage
a saw whines along a line
penciled on granite.
Supervisors boast
bright shirts & telephones,
workers wear sweat-stained brown.
The plumbed rooms
throng with masons
fitting & glueing countertops.
We set out for a walk, wishing
the work would finish
& let us be.
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| vanity: unplumbed |
condolences, my friends. It's not so different than any place else. (I remember redoing a bath in a condo in L.A., installing jacuzzi/shower, new tile, and fixtures. Before it was over they had left water running, flooded the downstairs apt. and had to redo their ceiling as well as my floor.It was a trial. But the results were stunning, and so will your incredible house be...one of these days. :-)
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