Here’s a picture of my office. Please don’t hesitate to shed a tear or say a prayer for me if you should feel the urge.
Straight across you can see where he’s cutting a doorway from the office into the train room. Currently you enter the train room from the living room and we’d rather have a solid wall there.
To the left you can see the shadow of my fax machine sitting atop a filing cabinet through the plastic. Office in the living room. Fun.
And look at all that plaster and lath.