Recession in the Bedroom

It's after 8pm and I'm still at the office. That's how badly I don't want to go to the gym today.

Uh oh, the air conditioning just clicked off. I wonder if they're trying to tell me something...

Okay, before I go, check this out, a major frustration in my life has been illuminated eliminated. No no, we're still engaged and no, calm down, we haven't registered anywhere for family heirloom wooden spoons. Yet. But the light switch in the bedroom now actually causes something to happen besides an immediate spike in my blood pressure. We finally got some lights in the bedroom. Don't believe me? Check out the riveting photographic evidence below:

Ceiling before.
Jake oversees the construction upgrades.


""Yes, yes, good. Carry on."

Like butta.



"Are you sure that this cable up to code? Why does it say 'Do Not Use for HighHats'...?? Can't you people read Farsi?"

Let there be light!


Now that we finally have light, let's dim them so it looks just like we don't have light! Hooray!

I'm waiting for them to produce Skittles.

The construction foreman is exhausted.