They took everything (and) the kitchen sink

And to think it all started after I opened up my kitchen wall.

There is a fine soot of dust covering everything. I can taste it settling on my lips and it stings in the corners of my eyes.

There are pieces of plaster, bits of wood and general rubble that has collected all along the walls and between board slats.

I have been without a sink and stove for nearly two weeks. I am camping out in here. It took me 45 minutes to come upon my can opener last night to heat up string beans in my microwave. I'm tired of breaking plastic forks in my mouth while I chew or the way the plastic spoon cuts the sides of my lips on the inside of my mouth.

I will have a new kitchen after all this. And once the dust settles a bit more, I will write about it and show more photos.