Or the pretty and the pretty disgusting.
I joked about it being fall before we finished the kitchen but it's five months since I started moving things out ahead of demolition and yesterday the baseboards finally went back on. And then the contractor dude smelled what I've been griping about for the past few weeks and opened up the wall. Again. No sign of ratty or his corpse but plenty of urine soaked insulation and wallboard, all of which has been bagged and hauled out. We'll leave it open for a while to make sure the smell is gone and then we can patch it and get the room painted. And that will be the official end of the renovation.