Triptych of the Task

On the left, the opening for the round window which will be above the sink, made with a bucket; on the right, the metal door he has rehung and mended; and in the middle, the travailing saint!

You might also observe why I don't feel quite ready to move my clothes and bedding in just yet...

It's now dark and cold; he's laying a stone floor in the shower. I see what sort of dinner I can rustle up from almost nothing. At least we have a bottle of wine.