I just can't wait until my living room comes upstairs, out of the friggin' basement! I mean, it wouldn't be so bad if it was a normal basement. It is not normal, however. You have to go downstairs into the garage and go through the garage to get to it. To me, it feels like a separate, but attached, apartment. Anyhoo, when we finally get the upstairs situated, our living room will be right behind me. It is right next to my office. I won't be able to see it, though. Mark is going to build a wall between the two. He needs a wall on which to hang his giant television, you see. I guess he'll have to get some kind of plasma mount for it. And then our sweet little house will be so much more like a HOME, when the upstairs doesn't look like a house in the middle of a remodel!