God, I love having a bathroom sink. And now we even have a door in the bathroom! No faucet for the tub yet, but at least you can poop in peace. The stunning window treatment is all Nilda.
I spent a good couple of hours this weekend putting up curtain rods. If you had asked me two weeks ago if I would ever need to know the difference between a 5/32 drill bit and a 9/16 drill, I would never have believed you. 
The cabinet guys nailed through two electric lines. This was easily remedied by paying the electrician to rip a huge hole and a 5 foot gash into the wall of the second bedroom, spray a cloud of dust all over all the crap we've been storing there. No problem. 
We did manage to finally get in our first trip to the park where, of course, you have to drink prosecco. This was the first time we did this in Inwood Hill Park, and it was way better.
Happy birthday, America. Screw the British!
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Honey. They're fractions!
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