So... Following in the tone of my last whining post, it now appears that I have not one, not two, not three, but no fewer than SIX wasp nests in the eaves over my entry way. Lovely.

I've got one coat of paint on the walls of the bedroom, am reasonably satisfied with the color, though I would very much like to see it with furniture and bedding and such in it. Still undecided if I am going to talk to my aunt first, or just declare that I am not willing to sleep on the couch while dealing with Family Politics. Sink problem appears to be with water coming in, and is likely to be able to be solved by replacing the fawcet assembly (which I wanted to replace eventually anyway.) So while I can't say progress is good, at least progress is happening. With all the speed of a herd of turtles. But happening.