It might be hard to imagine that one day soon we will be living here, and all the dust, scraps of wood, gooey materials, and tools will be either neatly put away in their designated compartments or just plain gone. But that vision, now imprinted in my minds eye, shines from beneath the surface of the chaos revealing an underlying order that is calm and reassuring. Strangely, I can laugh at this chaos now, seeing it for what it is, a temporary ripple on the surface of a deep and still lake.
However, as a favor to the outside observer, I have imposed my own order and labeled the various sections that are currently being developed. So go ahead, jump in, the water is only chaotic on the surface.