Ignore the visual warmth imparted by the camera flash. In real life, the once and future kitchen now seems oddly...hellish. Like my nightmares could happen here. (Actually, I've never had a nightmare. I haven't even had a bad dream since I was a teenager. I've also never had a wet dream. [Over-share? Well, you expect a certain...earthiness from a gardener, right?])
These guys are seriously the tidiest contractors ever. The last half-hour of every day is spent sweeping and vacuuming. They were sawing plywood in the garage when I came home for lunch, but when I came home for the day, the garage was cleaner than it's been for weeks.)
Our neighbor's house is right on the other side of this wall. I can look up in the corners and see daylight.
They used the plywood still up on Day Two to sheer wall the basement.
Link to Day Three.