The industrial​ fans – I think there are 8 – blow 24/7. Wonderful, loud, irritating noise for my head. Hooray. They are blowing dust all over as well, probably from where they removed the kitchen ceiling. The ceiling. It’s fucking gone 😭 That’s fine. S’all good. My brain is just swimming. I have seen construction and damages but never anything like this. The kitchen rained poo water. It was amazing. 

Our home, my greatest place of refuge. The place I feel comfort, love and safety…Is broken. Broken. And so is my heart.💔