So the day after sand blasting my ears were still ringing. I got no work done because I was so wiped out by the changes to the space. I called some professional  dry wall laborers to help me hang the sheet rock. Three of them showed up on Monday morning and started right in on it. They looked down their nose at hanging the insulation so Riaz and I gladly grabbed the pink fiberglass and hung that. I have lifted enough sheet rock in my life to not need to prove that I can do that to anyone.  You would think that guys who hung rock every day would love to have a break and do insulation, but no..go figure. I am happy to trade a driver for a stapler today.

After five trips to the building supply store for a thousand bucks worth of drywall,  screws, and insulation we were done. The last piece went up around 6:30.

I ran home to hand out candy to the trick and treaters. Happy that construction was now over (in a mission accomplished sort of way) and that we now begin the finish. Or we have finished the begging and now start on the end. You know what I mean. It is all paint and fabric and light from here on. The stuff that the guests will see.

A year to the day of our very first party at Ba.