Renovations are hell.

We are, like, so fed up. The ladder goes off into another dimension, there's a big melancholy sign on the sun, the cow has Rhindepest and a large piece of the roof has fallen off. Maybe some people SHOULD read instructions on the glue bottle, but it is no good carrying on about it now.
Luckily the home made burglar alarm stuff is still on the wall to keep us safe.
Where the feck does the stone ball fit into the stone feature that will add distinctiveness to our home in 27 easy to follow steps??
Also I think the boy is not happy with the building paper clothes, but I don't know where the fecking wardrobe has gone. There wasn't that much sea in the front yard when we started.