Angela here....is it over yet?

Angela here, aka "the wife"
So it would appear that I’ve been born without the renovator gene. Yup. I’m not enjoying the construction site that I call home. Those early mornings when contractors show up at 6:30 a.m. to get cracking on projects? Could do without. All the banging to remove old floors and cupboards? Would rather not hear it. Gives me the heebie-jeebies. I know, I know. I'm a princess. I want a pretty kitchen, but I kind of just want to come home and find it here waiting for me. Preferably with a nice roast in the oven. On HGTV they seem to fix everything in 48 hours. I never noticed any dust, debris or other such mess in those homes. You should see the bottom of my socks.
Another thing. Living sans stove and functional sink sucks. Every morning I come down the stairs in my just-got-up fog, desperate for a coffee but willing to make do with a glass of water. Reaching for a plastic cup which I fill from the bathroom or a bottle of water from the case just doesn’t provide the same "you can face the day now" comfort.