Guilty as charged I suppose. I prefer to think of it as simply being quietly patient with those minor last details until I could announce an end to things without feeling like I was slacking off here and there. Instead, I was apparently slacking off all the time, but just quietly interrupting my slacki-ness with some slow, steady progress. I know theater-wise my modest little room doesn't compare to most featured here, but it works fine for me, and as the before & after shots show, my basement is massively improved over where it was when the mold remediation began. Disaster really was the mother of renovation!
Time to boogie down, middle aged style!
Ah yeah, WORK IT