The painter returns

He's back.
Yes, that is the painter making himself at home in my house.

But I had to let him in because I needed this ceiling fixed.

He came on a Thursday, and told me what supplies he needed. I went out and bought them, and then he said he'd be back the next day to start the work.
What? It was only 12:30? Why not then?

Once he did start the work, he took two hour breaks 3 or 4 times a day, and he left before 5pm.
But now, he is finished.

And now my living room is a shambles, I will be days cleaning it.
BUT: my ceiling is healed and I will no longer have to worry about pieces of it falling on my head.
Yessss.