Mango Tango wallwaker

I woke up downstairs this morning, meaning I must have spent the whole night there. Not that I was really functioning enough to realize that. I literally walk into walls when I wake up. I blame the Gabapentin, but it's really not so bad.
In other news, the kitchen seems to be complete, but for some very minor touchup work. And the great unveiling of the masking tape and dropcloths.