One person — and I do mean person — has been utterly unphased at the remodeling going on at our house. Cement dust, boxes, broken tile pieces, chaos, scattered furniture, half-pained walls, stacks of books, stacks of clothes, masking tape, paint cans, grout, dozens of workers, trash, and lost items went unnoticed.
The mess didn’t bother her.
Each day she slept through the worst of it… with the exception of eating and an occasional walk around the backyard. It’s been a breeze.