Imagine sitting on top of a mountain.
That's what I feel like when walking around my construction site in my condo.
It's an assessment of my accomplishment.
Bloody hands
It's dusty
A mess of tools
It used to be a fancy place where fancy people sipped fancy wine.
And it will be again.
But now it's mine.
It's my canvas.
And in the future, when the fancy people have returned and the fancy wine is pouring, I'll remember tonight when it was a mess.
A Lithuanian peasant made this.
Sip..
And I'm on my third martnini.